That one is out-loud, as she tilts her head against the mattress. She may be better at reading Irahl than she used to be, but in general... she's still miles behind her peers when it comes to the intricacies of canine posture.
"...Well, I mean, you were just having a nice time, right?" She guesses that his questioning look is about that, as she continues to talk into his head. "You didn't even kiss anybody. I wouldn't have let you."
She frowns, then, half-pouting. "But now it's ruined, right? Like, Bridget totally freaked you out."
And she feels like that's partially her fault, hence the guilt. Maybe she should have done a better job of going slow, or making it clear that she had it handled--or maybe if the others trusted her more, they wouldn't have intervened at all. It manifests as a feeling of not being good enough, which is an uncomfortably familiar disappointment.
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That one is out-loud, as she tilts her head against the mattress. She may be better at reading Irahl than she used to be, but in general... she's still miles behind her peers when it comes to the intricacies of canine posture.
"...Well, I mean, you were just having a nice time, right?" She guesses that his questioning look is about that, as she continues to talk into his head. "You didn't even kiss anybody. I wouldn't have let you."
She frowns, then, half-pouting. "But now it's ruined, right? Like, Bridget totally freaked you out."
And she feels like that's partially her fault, hence the guilt. Maybe she should have done a better job of going slow, or making it clear that she had it handled--or maybe if the others trusted her more, they wouldn't have intervened at all. It manifests as a feeling of not being good enough, which is an uncomfortably familiar disappointment.