She asks this with careful patience, her tone getting the calm notes of a doctor delivering news to a patient. No judgement here...though her expression twists some in annoyance when he demands she not touch him. Her tone doesn't change (much), though that takes a lot of effort on her part, and she maybe sounds a little sarcastic when she responds. There's an eyeroll. She can't help it, is what she'd say to her dad, were he around. They both knew full well she could, but it never stopped her from saying it.
"Okaaay. You were rude about the sweatshirt, but I'm not going to fight a guy in an alley who looks one step away from a heart attack. I'll ask again: are you okay?"
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She asks this with careful patience, her tone getting the calm notes of a doctor delivering news to a patient. No judgement here...though her expression twists some in annoyance when he demands she not touch him. Her tone doesn't change (much), though that takes a lot of effort on her part, and she maybe sounds a little sarcastic when she responds. There's an eyeroll. She can't help it, is what she'd say to her dad, were he around. They both knew full well she could, but it never stopped her from saying it.
"Okaaay. You were rude about the sweatshirt, but I'm not going to fight a guy in an alley who looks one step away from a heart attack. I'll ask again: are you okay?"