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*looking up at the sky, not looking particularly happy. In fact, she looks quite sad and remote, fidgeting with the edge of her skirts*

For that is all we have here. *bitter*

...it'll be alright.

*closes her eyes* ... hmph. It'll have to be.

[wraps an arm around her comfortingly]

*leans into the hug slightly*

What else is it that's bothering you?

Thinking about what you said.

Hm.

It is... a very bitter pill to swallow.

Indeed...

*closes her eyes, leaning against him*

[holds her a little closer]

Thank you.

It is my pleasure, m'lady.

... *takes a breath, standing a little taller*

Feeling a little better?

Yes.

Glad I could help.

*smiles slowly* Thank you, sir.

As I said, it's my pleasure.

*looks down to smooth her skirts, and notices the grass stains* ... *almost looks annoyed when a slight giggle escapes her lips*

[raises an eyebrow]

A lady doesn't sit in the grass or stain her skirts. *indicates the stains*

Certainly not the sort of behavior they'd condone, but I don't particularly see any wrong with it.

... it makes me feel like a child again.

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