[She whirls around at that tingly heat along the back of her neck, trying to bite back that smile when she doesn't see him, because no—that isn't part of this! She isn't supposed to be giggling or flushed, though the latter can't be helped. A good thing that it's so much darker in here now.]
N-no...!
[If only she was as good at acting as she was at punching things. There's a pause as she tries to remember the (very cliché) beginning of the book.]
I got a little lost... in the woods, and came here to seek shelter from the rain...!
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N-no...!
[If only she was as good at acting as she was at punching things. There's a pause as she tries to remember the (very cliché) beginning of the book.]
I got a little lost... in the woods, and came here to seek shelter from the rain...!