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"Hey, I may be a damsel but I-" A pause, realization smoothing out the lines in her face. Her arms fold while mild embarrassment filters to the surface of her cheeks in the form of red. It matches the blood on his face. "-well... I guess I was in distress. Scratch that." Brown locks flitter outwards as she shakes her head to dismiss her own train of thought. It disperses on the wind of her movement.
"Look, I'm not as helpless as I may seem, okay?" Was Violet trying to convince him or herself? The makings of a smile flirt with the corners of her lips, but she swallows it down. For now. She's still in the process of figuring him out. He could be just as dangerous as the man he'd saved her from for all she knows, though something in the soft glint of his eyes suggested otherwise.
"Really leaning into the hero bit here, huh?" Eyes flicker skyward with a playful eyeroll from where she'd come to rest against a wall in observation of him. A smile finally breaches her surface. "And they say chivalry is dead."
"Fine. Fine, but if you insist on being my protector for the evening, the least you can do is let me play nurse. I'm the reason you got hurt in the first place." Her hand extends as a gentle fist, but her pinkie creeps outward in an offering of acceptance. A promise. "Deal? I'll be gentle, I swear."
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