[Harriet looks between Ryou and the card, his words taking a moment to register. When they do, she pulls her arm back, looking grumpy and embarrassed.]
I! ... I know that. What's it gonna do, give me a papercut?
[She doesn't mean to glare at him, really. But she's assuming he thinks she's crazy. Because to be honest, that's what she thinks.
Inside her head, Parshath is alarmed by her scream and trying to figure out who he needs to cut. It's not helping. At all.]
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[Harriet looks between Ryou and the card, his words taking a moment to register. When they do, she pulls her arm back, looking grumpy and embarrassed.]
I! ... I know that. What's it gonna do, give me a papercut?
[She doesn't mean to glare at him, really. But she's assuming he thinks she's crazy. Because to be honest, that's what she thinks.
Inside her head, Parshath is alarmed by her scream and trying to figure out who he needs to cut. It's not helping. At all.]