You--! You're terrible, awful, I should shush you where you stand--
[Dorothy looks like a steamed vegetable for a moment with how heated her face looks. Why are you giggling at her! Stop that!! You're a bully!!!
...
Dorothy's gaze briefly averts at the last memory of doing something so deeply impulsive with Yeager, though, and for a brief moment that worry strikes her heart again. That he'll run, that he'll just run off and she doesn't want to ruin it again. Taking chances like this blew back hard on her the first time, but...
She finally manages to look at Yeager at that, her look a little more uncertain.]
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[Dorothy looks like a steamed vegetable for a moment with how heated her face looks. Why are you giggling at her! Stop that!! You're a bully!!!
...
Dorothy's gaze briefly averts at the last memory of doing something so deeply impulsive with Yeager, though, and for a brief moment that worry strikes her heart again. That he'll run, that he'll just run off and she doesn't want to ruin it again. Taking chances like this blew back hard on her the first time, but...
She finally manages to look at Yeager at that, her look a little more uncertain.]
...Are you certain you wouldn't mind?