She catches that look, head tilting, brows furrowing just slightly in response. That's not... it catches her off guard. Leaves her mentally fumbling, looking away, outwardly frowning now. This right here? Sitting at a table, acting civilized, holding conversation? She doesn't know how to do it anymore.
For a brief moment, it makes her feel like a wild animal.
"Or weed," she mutters, pushing back up to her feet. The tea's ignored as she pulls her shirt from the neatly folded pile, tugging off her bloodied t-shirt, replacing it with the shirt she'd loaned to the queen. Flashing the queen in her sports bra isn't something she gives much thought.
"It's not a bad thing." Blue eyes shift back to Charlotte. "It's just different. Can we burn this?"
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She catches that look, head tilting, brows furrowing just slightly in response. That's not... it catches her off guard. Leaves her mentally fumbling, looking away, outwardly frowning now. This right here? Sitting at a table, acting civilized, holding conversation? She doesn't know how to do it anymore.
For a brief moment, it makes her feel like a wild animal.
"Or weed," she mutters, pushing back up to her feet. The tea's ignored as she pulls her shirt from the neatly folded pile, tugging off her bloodied t-shirt, replacing it with the shirt she'd loaned to the queen. Flashing the queen in her sports bra isn't something she gives much thought.
"It's not a bad thing." Blue eyes shift back to Charlotte. "It's just different. Can we burn this?"