[At the way he talks to her, Eleven looks surprised at first, eyebrows shooting up. Perhaps she even looks a little defiant - after all, who is he to order her around? He's not her D-...
But Hopper isn't hear, and she stifles her teenaged indignation. Stone means well, and he's right. Of cours, he is.
Stomping on the temper makes her give him a soft smile, though. It's still a bit hesitant, still a bit shy. But he's getting there with her.]
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But Hopper isn't hear, and she stifles her teenaged indignation. Stone means well, and he's right. Of cours, he is.
Stomping on the temper makes her give him a soft smile, though. It's still a bit hesitant, still a bit shy. But he's getting there with her.]
Food and a sit-down. Yes.
[And Eleven nods once for emphasis.]
You too?