[ Well, this is hardly ideal! Lucina's teeth feel like they're vibrating from the force of the impact. For a moment, her face flushes a mighty swell of crimson - there, ruddy and angry, and then gone, fading back into her characteristic pale Ylissean tone. She can't imagine anywhere she'd like to be less than sprawled over this miserable man's legs, except maybe inside Grima's maw.
She scrambles awkwardly to regain purchase. It's hard to be dignified when you basically have to crawl your way upward. Lucina isn't sure she manages.
And then... His remark. Oh boy. ]
I hardly think my alleged stupidity is responsible for where you leave your legs!
[ (But yes, she is.)
Noticing that her cloak has tangled around her somewhat, she bats at it irritably. ]
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She scrambles awkwardly to regain purchase. It's hard to be dignified when you basically have to crawl your way upward. Lucina isn't sure she manages.
And then... His remark. Oh boy. ]
I hardly think my alleged stupidity is responsible for where you leave your legs!
[ (But yes, she is.)
Noticing that her cloak has tangled around her somewhat, she bats at it irritably. ]