[She makes a low, frustrated sound in the back of her throat, leaning against Jehan. The little green dragon crawls into his lap.]
One boy began to insinuate he didn't care about me, or thought I wouldn't care if he'd been killed. I almost lost my temper and throttled him, the nerve on him.
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[She makes a low, frustrated sound in the back of her throat, leaning against Jehan. The little green dragon crawls into his lap.]
One boy began to insinuate he didn't care about me, or thought I wouldn't care if he'd been killed. I almost lost my temper and throttled him, the nerve on him.