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She puts down her drink and puts her hands together, with howling dead-serious choleric eyes, her expression scowling at him, directly in his eye, her hair slightly parted down the side of her face slightly. She raises her hood a little and proceeds to say,
“You're a very brave person. “
She inspects him, briefly looking up and down, “Say – how lucky do you feel? “
I love toying with people - ha. But god, my brain just feels like death.
