[She can tell he's come to the same conclusion and that makes her even madder!!]
[Her ears flick all the way back when he holds his hand out, and she starts to, with great difficulty and some minor defacing of the headstone she'd been leaning against (it was totally already covered in clawmarks, it's fiiiiine), haul herself upright without actually putting any weight on her feet.]
Don't help me, I'm angry at you.
[She manages to get ALMOST all the way stood up, scrawny chest heaving... only to hiss again at the very first attempt to make her sole come in contact with the earth. The harpy breathes hard for a moment, before very grudgingly slapping her hand down in Stocke's.]
[Okay fine it's not like this can get any more embarrassing than it already is.]
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[Her ears flick all the way back when he holds his hand out, and she starts to, with great difficulty and some minor defacing of the headstone she'd been leaning against (it was totally already covered in clawmarks, it's fiiiiine), haul herself upright without actually putting any weight on her feet.]
Don't help me, I'm angry at you.
[She manages to get ALMOST all the way stood up, scrawny chest heaving... only to hiss again at the very first attempt to make her sole come in contact with the earth. The harpy breathes hard for a moment, before very grudgingly slapping her hand down in Stocke's.]
[Okay fine it's not like this can get any more embarrassing than it already is.]