[Goodness. Well. Uh. That's something Christelle has never had applied to her, especially with such embarrassed sincerity. Nonetheless, she keeps her eyes on his face, quietly inhaling both his and her smoke as their half-forgotten cigarettes keep slowly burning in their hands.]
Well. [Oh good, her voice is as calm as ever, even if her heart rate might have picked up slightly for a moment there.] I can certainly say I've never been described as such before.
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Well. [Oh good, her voice is as calm as ever, even if her heart rate might have picked up slightly for a moment there.] I can certainly say I've never been described as such before.