Date: 2019-02-20 05:49 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] desert_queen
I'll make shoes out of him if he eats another pair.

[He tone is cool, but she looks over at Baby again and huffs. The eating machine is at no risk of becoming a part of a wardrobe anytime soon.

She forces her sweetest, most grateful smile possible at his congratulations. That's how a lady reacts. Especially one who's known for her fierce love, her kind demeanor, known for how she's sacrificed and struggled to be a vigilante of the seas and sand. A woman worth bringing into royalty.]
Few women in life will ever be a queen. I'll want for nothing. And I'll be able to help bring peace to the chaotic seas through the union we'll share. [She almost feels sick. This act is a lot easier when Robin is here to give her cues, to gesture when she's starting to crack in her expressions, when her voice shakes with the anger of the stupid act.

She's so glad she has that drink.]
But that's not important right now. And I've got something else on my mind. [She tilts her head, and swallows another mouthful of soothing drink. The burn and sourness and sweetness all come together to make her calm down just enough to chat. And she leans forward, and looks Salvador over, and she mentally edits him a bit.] I know someone who looks a bit like you. You probably just have that sort of face, though. [And legs. Why does that family have such long legs?]
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