It was women's business. [Kesara repeats this important assertion as though if she invoked it with sufficient outrage, the whole affair would be erased from existence. She's never been happier that her skin is too dark to show a flush. Steph really is a criminal.
She glares at Zach, which is rather ineffectual as she continues to answer his questions, mindful of not worrying him too much but also of telling the truth.] We only have a little food left, we're on half rations, so we've all decided to go outside and resupply - I want to bring some for sir Haurchefant, too, he and Lord Francel are digging through another collapsed pass. And on the way East we should meet Mr. Solomons, and Dr. Watson should be with him like you say and he'll look at my arm, and maybe after that...
[She trails of. Glaring. Then she flicks her eyebrows up and lowers her eyelids and gives him a look so imperious that it turns her little face into a caricature of itself.]
Did you know that you're courting a vigilante?
[She tries. Oh, she tries. But all her skill at lying can't conceal the singsong note of delight that sneaks into her voice with that word.]
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She glares at Zach, which is rather ineffectual as she continues to answer his questions, mindful of not worrying him too much but also of telling the truth.] We only have a little food left, we're on half rations, so we've all decided to go outside and resupply - I want to bring some for sir Haurchefant, too, he and Lord Francel are digging through another collapsed pass. And on the way East we should meet Mr. Solomons, and Dr. Watson should be with him like you say and he'll look at my arm, and maybe after that...
[She trails of. Glaring. Then she flicks her eyebrows up and lowers her eyelids and gives him a look so imperious that it turns her little face into a caricature of itself.]
Did you know that you're courting a vigilante?
[She tries. Oh, she tries. But all her skill at lying can't conceal the singsong note of delight that sneaks into her voice with that word.]