[She follows him silently, giving him the gimlet eye the whole time. If there was any justice in the world, he'd be squirming; at least she's no longer surprised by things like the persistent injustice of the world, that he's not squirming at all.
Break. She sees what you're doing there. After a moment eying him severely, she takes the snowsuit from him.
"What an eyesore," she almost says, but bites her tongue. He's blind. How would he know? Or rather, he'd probably get a kick otu of it. Instead, coolly:]
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Break. She sees what you're doing there. After a moment eying him severely, she takes the snowsuit from him.
"What an eyesore," she almost says, but bites her tongue. He's blind. How would he know? Or rather, he'd probably get a kick otu of it. Instead, coolly:]
Thanks.
[Observe this kindness. :| Cocoa now.]