[she tucks her hand in against her chest, and scrunches her eyes shut for a moment while she breathes — because it hurts that much, yes, but also because she can avoid the clear disapproval if she doesn't look at it.
after she opens her eyes again, though, she... better gets it. the point. and she turns, facing him more fully.]
That doesn't make you not good at it. [she says this like it's a fact — because to her, it is. plain and simple.] And they can see that.
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after she opens her eyes again, though, she... better gets it. the point. and she turns, facing him more fully.]
That doesn't make you not good at it. [she says this like it's a fact — because to her, it is. plain and simple.] And they can see that.