[He's right to be suspicious-- because pulling him down was exactly what she was planning to do. And her stare is intense, as she looks at him, almost like she can stare into his soul-- but really, she's just checking his form. Yeah, she's not pulling this kid down. So she does what she always has to-- the next right thing, and takes his arm, using it to spring herself back up. Then she lets him go.
Like, she's a monster, but she's not that kind of monster.]
I kind of thought I'd have a... dad rescue party by now? [She offers a wry smile.] Two years. Damn. They're good.
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Like, she's a monster, but she's not that kind of monster.]
I kind of thought I'd have a... dad rescue party by now? [She offers a wry smile.] Two years. Damn. They're good.