[She raises an eyebrow and crosses her arms, but makes no move to get up from her seat. In fact, she also crosses her legs. The Roselia blinks at her; he had clearly expected her to resort to something drastic.
But honestly? Clover's too tired, and doesn't want to make things worse.]
Just watch me.
[And in a lower voice, which is a lovely mix of worry and frustration and defensiveness:]
no subject
But honestly? Clover's too tired, and doesn't want to make things worse.]
Just watch me.
[And in a lower voice, which is a lovely mix of worry and frustration and defensiveness:]
I'm not letting it do this to you again.