[ He's angry, she realizes. The problem is there's nothing she can do about it — there's venom in his voice underneath the levity, and whatever chance she had at salvaging the conversation disappeared even before she apologized.
She's not a coward. Confrontation doesn't scare her. But she knows better than to dig her heels in and agitate any more than she already has, even if it goes against every desire in her body to fix this.
So. ] — I believe it's for the best if I leave. [ Lucina stands from her seat. Walks around the stool to make sure it's tucked in against the bar, before giving him a small nod of her head. ] Excuse me.
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She's not a coward. Confrontation doesn't scare her. But she knows better than to dig her heels in and agitate any more than she already has, even if it goes against every desire in her body to fix this.
So. ] — I believe it's for the best if I leave. [ Lucina stands from her seat. Walks around the stool to make sure it's tucked in against the bar, before giving him a small nod of her head. ] Excuse me.