[ her eye narrows at the lingering stare, not at all a stranger the kinds of looks she tends to get with her attire and general behavior. still, that doesn't mean she remains steadfast in that position. she continues assuming her control over the situation by lowering her feet —
so that her heel is on the upper part of his shoulder, pressing her weight against him when he tries to scurry away. ]
You fight because you're wet and cold, dumbass. [ with a last nudge of her weight, she'll remove her feet from his person, then in a swift movement, helps haul him to a standing position. ] C'mon. [ cue dragging him toward a random direction... who knows what she's brewing. ]
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so that her heel is on the upper part of his shoulder, pressing her weight against him when he tries to scurry away. ]
You fight because you're wet and cold, dumbass. [ with a last nudge of her weight, she'll remove her feet from his person, then in a swift movement, helps haul him to a standing position. ] C'mon. [ cue dragging him toward a random direction... who knows what she's brewing. ]