[Sorry, Claire. You have two immortal beings standing there watching you make an idiot of yourself. And yes, they are both silently judging you despite the way they look. This is how deities roll okay]
[Yep. Illyria loves a fresh cup of judgment in the morning. Right next to her blueberry pancakes. She's going to watch Claire, and unlike Cupid, offer commentary.]
This one can hear you. [ She shoots an annoyed look at Illyria, then turns, tucking her hands behind her as she leans against the counter. ] I'm fine, it was just a little warm, that's all. [ A beat. ] Are you -- is there some weird loss going on or something? [ JUDGMENT GOES BOTH WAYS, SKIRT-MAN AND SMURF-GIRL. ]
[Cupid's going to look behind them, as if he's missing something here, then turn back to face her again. He legit has no idea what you're talking about, Claire]
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Are you alright?
[At least one of them cares enough to ask. >(]
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This one's flesh mends.
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What do you mean?
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