[Her laugh is a wet, hushed thing, more a strangled gasp than anything else. She's full of joy and relief and of course he's joking about this, could she expect anything less?]
You jerk.
[She pauses only to slip her shoes on in the foyer, as hurried as she kicked them off once when golden light was flickering out of his body--like the Western story of Cinderella, clock striking twelve. As soon as they're on her feet, she's off again, flinging the door open but then closing it behind her, not so giddy and overcome that she's entirely inconsiderate.
And she runs, blinking something back in her eyes.]
That'll teach you. Maybe next time you'll think twice before drinking things in strange places...!
voice;
You jerk.
[She pauses only to slip her shoes on in the foyer, as hurried as she kicked them off once when golden light was flickering out of his body--like the Western story of Cinderella, clock striking twelve. As soon as they're on her feet, she's off again, flinging the door open but then closing it behind her, not so giddy and overcome that she's entirely inconsiderate.
And she runs, blinking something back in her eyes.]
That'll teach you. Maybe next time you'll think twice before drinking things in strange places...!