[ all she can contribute to the conversation is a couple of nods, followed by another cough that's a little less violent-sounding now that fiammetta's helping her through it. but just because she can sort of breathe again doesn't mean the feeling of anger has evaporated in her heart -- a completely rare feeling for her, now that she thinks about it. ]
That... that girl...
[ she tightens her grip on her chest, but not too tightly - she still needs to breathe, after all. ]
I could've sworn I felt it just now. The same kind of rage she has for the townsfolk... [ cough ] I can't blame her for all this.
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That... that girl...
[ she tightens her grip on her chest, but not too tightly - she still needs to breathe, after all. ]
I could've sworn I felt it just now. The same kind of rage she has for the townsfolk... [ cough ] I can't blame her for all this.