...huh. She's got to give him his dues. Guy's got at least some guts. The thought passes through her mind quickly, quietly, and though she doesn't lunge, she shifts to the edge of her seat and makes sure to flash her teeth.
"I've had a bad week. Cut your losses."
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...huh. She's got to give him his dues. Guy's got at least some guts. The thought passes through her mind quickly, quietly, and though she doesn't lunge, she shifts to the edge of her seat and makes sure to flash her teeth.
"I've had a bad week. Cut your losses."