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She chuffed upon hearing his response, because it had been his own intervention that led to the situation at hand. It occurred to her at that point to relax, to back off. This wasn't as fun a game as she'd hoped. Me? Harassing? I have done nothing of the sort. She was merely standing up for herself. A word was a harmless thing, yes, but a mindless being was far worse.

The least you could do is apologize. He was at fault, after all. Somehow. The girl huffed again, although this time the sound of her breath was accompanied by a pirouette as she turned to face him head-on. A raise of her brow was all she offered him next, as if to speak without really speaking - 'Well, I'm waiting.'