Oh– (Oh boy. Lucretia flusters, abruptly embarrassed at having misinterpreted the situation so drastically, but luckily they're being nice about it? Doesn't stop her from accepting the chair Clark pulls out for her without looking him directly in the eye.)
Sorry, I. Uh, got that one pretty wrong, huh. (She runs a hand through the back of her hair, and stares pointedly in Taako's direction in a helpless 'what the hell' kind of way.)
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Sorry, I. Uh, got that one pretty wrong, huh. (She runs a hand through the back of her hair, and stares pointedly in Taako's direction in a helpless 'what the hell' kind of way.)