[Oh. He saw that, did he? Well... it's fine if he did. He was there. But if he's seen... then others probabaly ahve too. ] I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention. [she gives him a sort of put-off look] You didn't REALLY think I would do something rash, do you? What good would that have done anyone.
Well, turns out you didn't need to worry about it, right? [Her expression turns thoguthful asshe plays with a piece of her hair] ...I kind of miss my short hair, actually...
[she used to him telling her things like that. He's done it practically since the moment they met. She brushes it off a lot, but it makes her pause in the fidgeting, and then drop the piece of hair] I don't think I should, though. Cut it, I mean.
Well, short hair on girls... it's kind of childish. And, when we go home, I don't know if it would be very well accepted for me to have that length again. It was fine before, with the way everything was, but, now...
Maybe. But that's not really how it works. [Funny, how she can do something so outrageous, like throwing her crown in the middle of a crowd... but something like a haircut seems so much more extreme]
You know, you scared me half to death doing that.
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Rash or not, you still ran off with my dagger.
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[He watches this, and tilts his head.] I'm pretty sure that you look beautiful either way~.
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[He doesn't...necessarily believe it.]
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...Can we talk? I mean... really. not using these things.
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He tilts his head, though.] Of course we can! Want to meet in the other room?
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