When posed with the question whether she was alright or not, she thought about how to answer that. Normally she might have quipped about never being alright because of the ill-fated world they lived in and the horrible circumstances surrounding her life, but she saw a pleasant sensation for her on the horizon. Rather than her sickened mind, she thought with other parts of her that took interest in the ragged breathing and clear-cut body language Audrey exhibited. Before she feasted on that, she needed to secure the objective with her.
”Because of your metal thing, I didn’t take any damage,” she revealed, continuing to fly with fire propellant before landing on ground level next to the albino. After indicating her status, she wondered if she possessed deep-rooted feelings of distaste for the aegis because her thoughts were the antithesis to its protective status. Well, she appreciated it in the sense of prolonging her existence enough to taste the imminent pleasure.
”If you’re too worked up to drive, this is probably as good a place as any for me to lend you a hand with your condition,” she said, allowing her lips to glide into a small smirk.
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