I...! [and now she's the one leaning away again, fingers covering her mouth. when she talks again, her teeth are flat and boring like always. she's getting irritated with this--this whatever he is--and it's going to get her in trouble.]
I smell fine. [hissed through gritted teeth, the glances back down the alleyway to make sure no one's come to investigate.] Do you have any idea what's going on, here?
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I smell fine. [hissed through gritted teeth, the glances back down the alleyway to make sure no one's come to investigate.] Do you have any idea what's going on, here?