[ Pulling in a deep breath and sighing out through her nose, Vriska presses the insides of her wrists to her eyes and just kinda stays that way for a moment. Muttering: ]
It's not like you knew.
[ Lowering one hand, she'll watch him leave, her own expression hard to read. ]
... don't worry about it, [ she'll murmur, not really trying to raise her voice for him to hear.
Seems like he's got a softer heart than it might seem on the surface. ]
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It's not like you knew.
[ Lowering one hand, she'll watch him leave, her own expression hard to read. ]
... don't worry about it, [ she'll murmur, not really trying to raise her voice for him to hear.
Seems like he's got a softer heart than it might seem on the surface. ]