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[’she grins, nodding at the female’s response] That’s good to know..~ [‘she tilts her head, thinking for a moment, her lips curling into a little smile] I’m Alice, it’s nice to meet you.

[‘she laughs softly, eyes forming little crescents as she smiles] Why thank you~ I’m very flattered you think so, gorgeous. But— Not too young, right? [‘she grins playfully, tilting her head]

"Maybe we're better off this way"

The defense that cages her stubbornness weakens as a sigh of frustration escapes her chest. She hates appearing weak, acting weak, being weak, but she would never forgive herself if she were to push the kind female in her view away. So her body steadies, the form of her lips turning into a thin line. “I’m sorry,” she vaguely mutters, disappointed at herself for being nothing but a fool. “I don’t even know what happened and then, I find myself scraped really badly for whatever reason… But, um, more importantly—thank you, miss, you’re very kindhearted.” Margo releases a grin, albeit small, as the pain continues to temporarily numb her body (which wasn’t that bad, but her troubled expressions tell otherwise). She doesn’t know how to repay the other, but it will come to her eventually, as well as what had actually happened to her.