[It isn't fair of him to give her an answer like that.
Aeryn shrinks beneath the weight of it, or seems to, anyway. Shoulderline dropping into something noticeably less aggressive-- practically the opposite of.
She's rarely ever looked so vulnerable before, and regardless of how she opens her mouth a few microts later, nothing at all comes out aside from that constant, fearful stare.]
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Aeryn shrinks beneath the weight of it, or seems to, anyway. Shoulderline dropping into something noticeably less aggressive-- practically the opposite of.
She's rarely ever looked so vulnerable before, and regardless of how she opens her mouth a few microts later, nothing at all comes out aside from that constant, fearful stare.]