[ from the moment she hears footsteps, Ruby's heart is already doing its utmost to crack open her ribcage. her fear spikes sharply as the stranger approaches her hiding place, and then reaches a pitch when their movement stops in front of her. what Jiang sees through the foliage is a pair of eyes blue as the clear sky, wide with a kind of animal terror—like meeting the gaze of a stray cat that has pressed itself flat beneath anything that can shelter it.
then he speaks. the fear does not abate, but she also wishes she could hit this guy on the head? You're doing a lot more to ruin my hiding spot than a tiny bit of cloth was, you son of a bitch. all she actually does is pull the edge of her skirt in and say, in a small voice: ]
... Thank you, signore. [ this is so embarrassing. ] Um. I'll just come out, if you don't mind.
[ what she means by that is: if you're not going to kill me. ]
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then he speaks. the fear does not abate, but she also wishes she could hit this guy on the head? You're doing a lot more to ruin my hiding spot than a tiny bit of cloth was, you son of a bitch. all she actually does is pull the edge of her skirt in and say, in a small voice: ]
... Thank you, signore. [ this is so embarrassing. ] Um. I'll just come out, if you don't mind.
[ what she means by that is: if you're not going to kill me. ]