[ Mari's nose crinkles beneath Dia's finger, and her eyes momentarily threaten to cross. But she patiently waits it out, because she knows Dia, and she knows that once she's done hurling insults, it'll be worth it.
And it is. Mari lights up like a whole Christmas tree herself -- though the word 'boundaries' seems generally absent from her vocabulary, she's more than eager to scribble it in if it means she'll be getting what she wants.
In this case: Dia. ]
Ma'am, yes ma'am! [ At her most enthusiastic obedience, she even throws in a salute. ] Lay it on me!
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And it is. Mari lights up like a whole Christmas tree herself -- though the word 'boundaries' seems generally absent from her vocabulary, she's more than eager to scribble it in if it means she'll be getting what she wants.
In this case: Dia. ]
Ma'am, yes ma'am! [ At her most enthusiastic obedience, she even throws in a salute. ] Lay it on me!