Katchoo seriously almost didn't know what to do about this situation; she couldn't blow him off, knowing perfectly well by now that he was honestly a good guy. (Realizing she could actually put people in that category was still a bit mind-blowing.) She'd expected to get yelled at, rather than asked if she was okay.
And getting yelled at was easier to react to with her usual expressionless silence.
"I'm not injured," she allowed, "and the hangover's gone, if that's what you mean."
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Date: 2009-09-20 10:56 pm (UTC)And getting yelled at was easier to react to with her usual expressionless silence.
"I'm not injured," she allowed, "and the hangover's gone, if that's what you mean."
She suspected it wasn't.