[This time (particularly once he's drawn back enough to wipe his fingers clean) he's met with clear signs of exasperation on Nisha's part. Flush lips still slick with spit drawn out in an unamused, unhappy line.]
Seriously? [Her grip on him tightens by degrees, locked in over beltloops to get her point across - just in case the deadpan delivery somehow managed not to.]
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Seriously? [Her grip on him tightens by degrees, locked in over beltloops to get her point across - just in case the deadpan delivery somehow managed not to.]