[the man gives as good as he gets; his voice is just as hard, maybe harder than hers. good; pretending to be kind wouldn't be a good look on him. granted, pretending to take an interest in her isn't a good look, either, but she can work with this. she can stand her ground in this conversation and not lose it right out from under her feet.
she can give him a scoff, a mirror of his almost exactly, in return, and she can visibly roll her eyes, just for good measure. that's easy. easy to keep focusing on this, on the impending challenge, rather than think about anything else for too long.]
And what do you believe you're getting from me? [her voice is ice. she tilts her head, still keeping her unblinking gaze on him. the "come at me, bro" is all over her.] Let's hear it.
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she can give him a scoff, a mirror of his almost exactly, in return, and she can visibly roll her eyes, just for good measure. that's easy. easy to keep focusing on this, on the impending challenge, rather than think about anything else for too long.]
And what do you believe you're getting from me? [her voice is ice. she tilts her head, still keeping her unblinking gaze on him. the "come at me, bro" is all over her.] Let's hear it.