[ Ugh, no thanks. She has no interest in ever going through that again, thanks. It hadn't even tasted good, so as far as she's concerned there's no benefit. She takes a deep breath, straightens her shoulders, and combs a hand quickly through her hair. Mostly all better.
He's right, though, she can come up with a better topic, and as she fixes her eyes back onto him she does. ]
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He's right, though, she can come up with a better topic, and as she fixes her eyes back onto him she does. ]
What else can you do? As a mutant.