[she tenses up, shoulders drawn to her ears. once she's swallowed back a more passionate rebuttal, she exhales, energy starting to train out of her.]
Don't...make fun of me. You don't know anything about me, so. So saying things like that is...
[utterly moot. she wipes at her face again, knowing full well that her makeup is ruined and there's not much to be done about it now. with a sigh, she turns around, eyes downcast, and walks over to take the books from him.]
I'll get you to the Porter. It can get you to Maurtia Falls. Just-- [her eyes wince, feeling a sick pit in her stomach, and she starts back toward the street.] Just don't...make a big production out of it. It'll just make a laughingstock out of me.
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[she tenses up, shoulders drawn to her ears. once she's swallowed back a more passionate rebuttal, she exhales, energy starting to train out of her.]
Don't...make fun of me. You don't know anything about me, so. So saying things like that is...
[utterly moot. she wipes at her face again, knowing full well that her makeup is ruined and there's not much to be done about it now. with a sigh, she turns around, eyes downcast, and walks over to take the books from him.]
I'll get you to the Porter. It can get you to Maurtia Falls. Just-- [her eyes wince, feeling a sick pit in her stomach, and she starts back toward the street.] Just don't...make a big production out of it. It'll just make a laughingstock out of me.