[ Akane feels a chill skitter its way down her spine, like someone had dropped an ice cube down the back of her shirt. It's– stupid. It's beyond stupid. She knows for a fact that this has nothing to do with her and this woman, whoever she is, doesn't know anything about Akane but–
But she can't keep the brief flicker of discomfort off her face, even as she struggles to put her affable little smile back where it should be. ]
Th–that's a little dramatic! [ She forces a laugh that sounds phoney even to her own ears. ] I don't know if I could relate to something like that.
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But she can't keep the brief flicker of discomfort off her face, even as she struggles to put her affable little smile back where it should be. ]
Th–that's a little dramatic! [ She forces a laugh that sounds phoney even to her own ears. ] I don't know if I could relate to something like that.