Her dislodged her arm but she stubbornly put it right back again. She was admittedly starting to feel some discomfort but it was dulled and not really bothering her. Ideally, she'd much rather not look like she'd just wrestled a mountain lion in the morning when she had to face his family, but she wasn't thinking of what future Antigone would want, in the present moment she didn't much care.
"Ha!" ...Was not what she'd been planning to say. Something felt different, nicely different. "Leave marks or don't, doesn't matter!" She spoke as though he'd politely asked her preference on something very trivial at an inconvenient moment. "Just don't- Don't stop." Tig couldn't be bothered to feel embarrassed, although she probably would be later.
"Ha!" ...Was not what she'd been planning to say. Something felt different, nicely different. "Leave marks or don't, doesn't matter!" She spoke as though he'd politely asked her preference on something very trivial at an inconvenient moment. "Just don't- Don't stop." Tig couldn't be bothered to feel embarrassed, although she probably would be later.
