[ ugh. the remark earns a sharp glare aside, but she settles in closer to christopher all the same. what were they expecting? him to throw her over his shoulder and drag her back to his tent? it makes things a little close and overly personal for serious talking, but she's trying like a champ to keep from letting it distract her. ] Saved their asses from what, the humiliation of losing the state football championship? [ sorry, chris, that's about all you look capable of. she hesitates to give you the props of saving the world. ]
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