[ she resists the urge to draw her knees up to her chest and curl around them, wanting to look brave for the man. she attempts a smile, but it falls a little short of reaching her eyes. so instead, she glances down at the sword she has hanging on her hip. the very sword she'd cut him with a few weeks ago. ]
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it's a nice look on him. ]
Yeah... It's a little scary, isn't it?
[ she resists the urge to draw her knees up to her chest and curl around them, wanting to look brave for the man. she attempts a smile, but it falls a little short of reaching her eyes. so instead, she glances down at the sword she has hanging on her hip. the very sword she'd cut him with a few weeks ago. ]
I've been neglecting my training...