[She scoffs softly right back at him, even as she edges her chair closer, getting in his space. Unusual for them, but on the other hand, she still bears the scar he'd stitched up on her arm, so perhaps a bit of closeness isn't so shocking anymore.]
You weren't nearly so pathetic. I wouldn't have allowed you near me if you were.
[Blunt but honest, as she pulls the camera up.]
Smile.
[Or don't. But she is, sharply and challengingly, the way she gets when she's telling him of some nastiness in her past.]
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You weren't nearly so pathetic. I wouldn't have allowed you near me if you were.
[Blunt but honest, as she pulls the camera up.]
Smile.
[Or don't. But she is, sharply and challengingly, the way she gets when she's telling him of some nastiness in her past.]