[Despite his efforts to lessen the mark that runs from his chin to his chest, Mariette can't help that her eyes are drawn to it once his voice commands her attention. Only because she's still taken by how obvious and how blatant the mark is. A fraction of a second goes as she traces her eyes along it before she catches herself and raises her gaze to his face. He doesn't look at her.
Her smile is accompanied with a quiet sigh, resenting the fact that she's here and that she's new. However, she does appreciate his approach instead of outright asking about her shirt. She nods, then realizing he's not looking at her, says:]
Yeah, unfortunately. [ The shirt makes her feel so exposed. She folds her arms across her chest.] Are you? [More importantly,] Is there any way to get out?
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Her smile is accompanied with a quiet sigh, resenting the fact that she's here and that she's new. However, she does appreciate his approach instead of outright asking about her shirt. She nods, then realizing he's not looking at her, says:]
Yeah, unfortunately. [ The shirt makes her feel so exposed. She folds her arms across her chest.] Are you? [More importantly,] Is there any way to get out?