[ This is what happens when she has to weave tales: she gets wordy!
Oh! Wow, he actually might get it. She sees that flare of what might be awareness, that the idea of what she's trying to get across might be sinking in.
This isn't a line of questioning she expects, and her brow furrows with it, though Malia is amiable to the idea. Why wouldn't she be? She nods as he goes until her features smooth. ] 'Course I remember. And? Since you're offering, yeah, I'm not gonna turn that down. But -- [ her lips press in, next word whispered. ] Where? [ They're not supposed to talk about such things, are they? ]
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Oh! Wow, he actually might get it. She sees that flare of what might be awareness, that the idea of what she's trying to get across might be sinking in.
This isn't a line of questioning she expects, and her brow furrows with it, though Malia is amiable to the idea. Why wouldn't she be? She nods as he goes until her features smooth. ] 'Course I remember. And? Since you're offering, yeah, I'm not gonna turn that down. But -- [ her lips press in, next word whispered. ] Where? [ They're not supposed to talk about such things, are they? ]