Alice, who believes she doesn't really make mistakes (and wouldn't admit it even if she did) doesn't see it that way. Even if it didn't bother him as much as she thinks it should have, the action of slapping him made her feel better.
But then he follows up with a fist to her sternum and knocks the wind right out of her. She gasps for air and stumbles back a few steps, putting a hand over her chest and glaring up at him fiercely.]
Even if... [Talking hurts. Breathing hurts. She doesn't care - she'll push through it.] Even if I had any left, I definitely wouldn't give them to you now.
[She wishes she had a weapon. Since she doesn't, she'll just have to use herself as one.
He might not be able to feel it, but she'll launch herself at him anyway with the intention of knocking him to the ground. Whether he can feel it or not, that kind of impact can't be good for a person, and at this point, she's furious.]
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Alice, who believes she doesn't really make mistakes (and wouldn't admit it even if she did) doesn't see it that way. Even if it didn't bother him as much as she thinks it should have, the action of slapping him made her feel better.
But then he follows up with a fist to her sternum and knocks the wind right out of her. She gasps for air and stumbles back a few steps, putting a hand over her chest and glaring up at him fiercely.]
Even if... [Talking hurts. Breathing hurts. She doesn't care - she'll push through it.] Even if I had any left, I definitely wouldn't give them to you now.
[She wishes she had a weapon. Since she doesn't, she'll just have to use herself as one.
He might not be able to feel it, but she'll launch herself at him anyway with the intention of knocking him to the ground. Whether he can feel it or not, that kind of impact can't be good for a person, and at this point, she's furious.]