I know. [She scrunches up her face.] Terrible, innit? My foster brother thinks it's hilarious, but our dad just tells me proper ladies oughtn't behave that way.
[She reaches up to unpin the kerchief from her hair, pausing momentarily.] You don't mind, do you?
[It doesn't matter, because she doesn't wait; long red hair spills down her back, and she seemed relieved for letting it flow. Having it pinned up for hours can be uncomfortable.]
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You're...very upfront with your opinions.
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[She reaches up to unpin the kerchief from her hair, pausing momentarily.] You don't mind, do you?
[It doesn't matter, because she doesn't wait; long red hair spills down her back, and she seemed relieved for letting it flow. Having it pinned up for hours can be uncomfortable.]
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[His smile comes a little easier this time, though it's still small and shy.]
If I wanted to be fussed over and coddled, I would have gone home.