[she does, though. it stirs her a little on the outside, and a whole lot more on the inside. while her thoughts had been on washing off Jeopardy's filth and sleeping for the next century before, including Guzma in them means a different image for that century or so.
that thought stills her, even as her heart thumps a little harder in her chest.
her eyes flicker away from him, glancing over her shoulder at the festivities to her back. he's probably right, on some level. she's not so sure about what's deserved, but...to slip away and hide from joy when they'd spent so long without is probably not ideal.
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that thought stills her, even as her heart thumps a little harder in her chest.
her eyes flicker away from him, glancing over her shoulder at the festivities to her back. he's probably right, on some level. she's not so sure about what's deserved, but...to slip away and hide from joy when they'd spent so long without is probably not ideal.
she nods slightly.]
...Okay. Yes.