Where to begin? [ She has a thought, and her eyes lower in a way that anyone with half a bit of sense had literally nothing to do with the fact that she's being demure. More a quiet, brief moment of thanks to the brothel girls and their wondrous additions to her vocabulary that she happily sorts through now. Some of it incomprehensible to be sure. ] Oh, that you do all you can to speak of your home as a loathsome place, and yet when I so much say a word against this frigid, irritating home full of the most idiotically stubborn and petulantly squalling brats, you look as if I struck you.
What else - let's see... [ waits there, to see if that's too much. ]
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Where to begin? [ She has a thought, and her eyes lower in a way that anyone with half a bit of sense had literally nothing to do with the fact that she's being demure. More a quiet, brief moment of thanks to the brothel girls and their wondrous additions to her vocabulary that she happily sorts through now. Some of it incomprehensible to be sure. ] Oh, that you do all you can to speak of your home as a loathsome place, and yet when I so much say a word against this frigid, irritating home full of the most idiotically stubborn and petulantly squalling brats, you look as if I struck you.
What else - let's see... [ waits there, to see if that's too much. ]