Not eve a nibble? [But her tone is teasing and she presses her hands to her face as her giggling subsides. It felt good to laugh like that again, a better way to move beyond the frustration and aggravation she'd been holding onto to get her through the day. It makes the ache of the bruises on her throat ease up a little too, as if in response to her relative emotional stability.
After a moment she peeks through her fingers at him, frowning. Alright, she'd been kind of rude, hadn't she? Probably she should apologize or something, even if she thinks she's been in the right here all along. There's just no easy solution to this pest problem, really, so...
She sighs and lowers her hands to her knees again, looking equal parts embarrassed and sullen] ...I'm sorry. [It's almost blurted out, like ripping off a bandaid, and she briefly lowers her gaze before peeking back at him as she continues.] I was... Um, kind of a jerk. Can we start over?
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After a moment she peeks through her fingers at him, frowning. Alright, she'd been kind of rude, hadn't she? Probably she should apologize or something, even if she thinks she's been in the right here all along. There's just no easy solution to this pest problem, really, so...
She sighs and lowers her hands to her knees again, looking equal parts embarrassed and sullen] ...I'm sorry. [It's almost blurted out, like ripping off a bandaid, and she briefly lowers her gaze before peeking back at him as she continues.] I was... Um, kind of a jerk. Can we start over?
My name's Mio.