[ The diametric contrast between vision and reality would be too much for anyone else, the harsh words ever insidious and evasive, overlapped by emotion that both was and was not her own. She offers a smile though she ends up wincing at the echo instead. ]
... Not at all.
[ Though perhaps today the endeavor through strain was a bit much, but perhaps it was why she was pushing herself through it, instead of hiding away with the problem. Her head was pounding.
no subject
... Not at all.
[ Though perhaps today the endeavor through strain was a bit much, but perhaps it was why she was pushing herself through it, instead of hiding away with the problem. Her head was pounding.
To the kitchen for the order then. ]