I really don't. I'm not a punching bag, which is why I'm not standing here like ooogh, Ace, hit me instead of the tree.

[grumble grumble.

she got what he meant, but she's not indulging it, because she's a hypocrite too. and because he is worth it, to her.

... she goes to flop down next to him though, frowning. she stays close - she's way more still than she usually is. normally, she can't stop moving, frenetic energy in every direction, but right now, she's a wary animal.]

What are you gonna do when we figure out who did it?