Me. [Distinctly surprised, and kind of delighted by the image of this scrawny young woman—though he mustn't forget her hacking at the dragon—checking on his well-being. Well, why not, he supposes? Here, he's no one's horror story.] Flourishing.
Well done, by the way, Miss Liddell. I didn't realise you were such a hell-driven virago. [Compliment. Genuinely.]
[ She has a hard time accepting compliments and that's how she sees herself: scrawny and small. She couldn't do much of anything and Alice hates not having control. ]
Well, I was only doing what anyone else would do. If I didn't have my knife, the results would be different.
[ Does she even say thank you? Thank goodness she chose voice, she doesn't like being flustered. ]
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Well done, by the way, Miss Liddell. I didn't realise you were such a hell-driven virago. [Compliment. Genuinely.]
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Well, I was only doing what anyone else would do. If I didn't have my knife, the results would be different.
[ Does she even say thank you? Thank goodness she chose voice, she doesn't like being flustered. ]
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[Hey, he was trying to control his swearing. He pauses a moment, then suddenly sobers and asks—]
Where's the dragon?
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[He lets out a long, happy hiss.]
Now, assure me that you're able to get out of the Seelie stronghold. No one is trying to hold you there?
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[ Just a smidge irritated, no big deal. ]