[Manages to get the last cookie off before the voice startles her. She cries out and jumps a bit, the hot tray landing on her wrist. Wincing, she quickly sets the tray aside and grabs a cold cloth, putting it on the burn.]
Ow...
[She blinks back tears and looks up. She freezes for a moment, thinking it's Ichiou-sensei, but... no. He wouldn't call her 'Mercury' if she was out of costume, even if he was in it.]
You've become perceptive. [His eyes slide to the various cookie plates] And you're even baking me cookies. [Clearly, there's no other possibility. He nonchalantly - ignoring the burned girl - saunters over to take one]
[That's said matter-of-factly; it needs no justification or defensiveness. He glances at the departing girl's back with something akin to displeasure, this one still mired in the frivolousness of her companions]
Mercury.
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Ow...
[She blinks back tears and looks up. She freezes for a moment, thinking it's Ichiou-sensei, but... no. He wouldn't call her 'Mercury' if she was out of costume, even if he was in it.]
... Alternate...
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They aren't for you at all!
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I want one.
[That's justification enough.]
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Do you tire of my company so quickly, Mercury?
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I'm telling the truth!
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So adamant! Very well, Mercury, I leave you those comforting thoughts.
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[She holds up her bare (and burned) left wrist.]
If she was, I'd have a bracelet, would I not?
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But something else irritates him more, and the teasing drops as he eyes her. This girl is not the one to have created his Mercury.]
You take credit for another's doing.
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No. All I do is tell the truth. Whether you believe me or not is your choice.
[She turns and walks away, intending to get a first aid kit.]
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[That's said matter-of-factly; it needs no justification or defensiveness. He glances at the departing girl's back with something akin to displeasure, this one still mired in the frivolousness of her companions]
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