“Never you mind, then.” Sam's tone was amiable enough, though her free hand came to her hip with an audible clap; more or less a piece of punctuation. “I'm not a bubbles-and-ballgown witch, either, but the bottom line is I'm not a bad witch. If 'witch' is the word you want to use.”
She heaved a long-suffering and utterly insincere sigh at Breakdown's laughter, patting through her pockets until she found a few coarse brown foodcourt napkins to wad the skin up in. A bit of blood got on her hand in the process, but she didn't much mind; just wiped it off, indifferent, and answered, “I didn't say it wasn't gross. It's just not that gross. I will spare you the 'compared to,' though, since there is a child present.” She pocketed the little ball of paper and skin as if it were a receipt to be re-read and thrown away, then offered Will her hand.
“We should get you back to your mom soon. Anything you wanna ask, kiddo, you oughtta ask quick.”
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Date: 2017-12-28 05:03 am (UTC)She heaved a long-suffering and utterly insincere sigh at Breakdown's laughter, patting through her pockets until she found a few coarse brown foodcourt napkins to wad the skin up in. A bit of blood got on her hand in the process, but she didn't much mind; just wiped it off, indifferent, and answered, “I didn't say it wasn't gross. It's just not that gross. I will spare you the 'compared to,' though, since there is a child present.” She pocketed the little ball of paper and skin as if it were a receipt to be re-read and thrown away, then offered Will her hand.
“We should get you back to your mom soon. Anything you wanna ask, kiddo, you oughtta ask quick.”