[She is a bristling mess, like a bird with her feathers ruffled all out of sorts, when he leans in again. She does lean back, only just so that their shoulders do not touch again, and she stares at him in utter disbelief because the balls on this man...
But she watches what he is doing closely enough... close enough, at least, that she can see what he's doing, and she presses that back button when he tells her to.
Only to realize just a second too late what he had just done.]
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But she watches what he is doing closely enough... close enough, at least, that she can see what he's doing, and she presses that back button when he tells her to.
Only to realize just a second too late what he had just done.]
... You added yourself?
[Really, Cidolfus?]