Her necklace was fixed, now, and August figured they could disperse soon, probably. The thing was his leg didn't necessarily make speedy retreats doable, and he was worried that if they walked down the hallway at the same time they'd end up stuck together, and he wasn't sure either of them really wanted that. So he was sort of - looming.

"Oh, not at all, Miss," August lied, because even he knew you didn't tell a young lady she was rude, even when she was. "And if you had been, it would have been understandable given the circumstances."

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