Redsand Canyon Hey girl, how you doin'?

yes, she decided again, determination was strong within jack snipe, but everything else seemed to be...lacking. not that she looked upon him directly unfavorably for this, but he was certainly low on a list of her reactions to those in mereo.

if you are to call me kono, you must put princess before it. she despised the nickname, despised not being recognized as her proper position even more. her face drew back into her own neck, chin tucking down towards her chest.

as if the closeness of him might bring her some sort of dirtiness.

then she stood, feeling big in both size and personality before him.