[ Sorry Felix.. But to Lottie, someone who isn't even remotely affected by the traumatic thing that's happening, she simply can't find it in herself to really do anything. Especially when he snaps harsh at her, a tone she's all too familiar with. Her arms cross, brows raising as he visibly struggles to gain some footing as the dolls pull him further back, tug by tug.
Thinking about it.. She probably should help. Maybe steal his sword or just force his coat off - things she thinks he honestly could've done by now (but hasn't? C'mon dude.......). In a moment of mercy, she offers - ]
I'll do something if you apologize for what you said about my hair the other day.
[ Is she really doing this???? Yes she is. And if he looks for any signs that she's, maybe, kidding.. He won't find anything, only an expectant gaze and a frown on her lips as she continues to watch him suffer in the hands of these possessed dolls. ]
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Thinking about it.. She probably should help. Maybe steal his sword or just force his coat off - things she thinks he honestly could've done by now (but hasn't? C'mon dude.......). In a moment of mercy, she offers - ]
I'll do something if you apologize for what you said about my hair the other day.
[ Is she really doing this???? Yes she is. And if he looks for any signs that she's, maybe, kidding.. He won't find anything, only an expectant gaze and a frown on her lips as she continues to watch him suffer in the hands of these possessed dolls. ]