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[hyanaimne]

I am not shapely—

[wait a goddamn minute here.

She cuts off with a sputter, because WHAT]

[miscreant]

[Calmly, with a slight flick of her ears:]

I think I am meant to be the judge of that.

[hyanaimne]

[where has this conversation gone]

I—oh, shut up.

[miscreant]

Of course, as the lady wishes. Shall I return you to your quarters, then?

[She offers a hand, but that smirk doesn't go away. Too easy.]

[hyanaimne]

No, no, I think I can manage by myself, thank you.

[there's no real bite to her words, despite the expression]

[miscreant]

[She makes a show of curling her fingers palm to her palm before letting her hand fall.]

You really are too much.

[hyanaimne]

Oh, piss off.

[you can thank Charlie for that one. She shifts her weight a bit, just to make sure she really can make it on her own before turning to walk away]

[miscreant]

[Seviilia plans to follow her all the way home anyway, so she stays just a few paces behind with hands folded behind her back and spine straight.]

[hyanaimne]

[Tempest can hear her walking back there, so she does her best to ignore her and focus more on stepping through the snow so she doesn't fall over.

IGNORE IGNORE IGNORE]

[miscreant]

You're stumbling.

[Said ominously from behind.]

[hyanaimne]

The hell I am!

[she says, stumbling]

[miscreant]

You're stumbling, milady.

[Falling in step beside her, but not helping.]

[hyanaimne]

There's a lot of snow here.

[miscreant]

I could freeze it to ice, you know.

[hyanaimne]

I will melt it if you do.

[miscreant]

Perhaps you should melt yourself a path through the snow then, hm?

[hyanaimne]

[you should never give Tempest ideas like that.

She stops, turns to give Seviilia a considering look, then throws out her hand and.

Yep she sure did melt a path through the snow with a fireball]

[miscreant]

[Her shrewd grin is all teeth.]

There you are. No more stumbling.

[hyanaimne]

[you're terrible and should feel terrible]

You can stop grinning like that.