[ While she's aware that she doesn't make for the most inviting of presences, Arlecchino is at least on her best behavior for now. There's no sense in antagonizing those who have been preyed on in the same manner as she — not without fair reason.
In lieu of a return smile, she gently closes her user's manual when the other woman approaches, setting it aside. ]
Is that so? [ An affected little sigh. ] And here I thought you looked the kind, charitable soul. It seems I'll simply have to endure looking the fool instead.
[ There's a hint of drama among the even tones of her voice, yet she remains straight-faced. Her odd little version of a joke, maybe. She straightens, black hands and sharp nails lightly dusting her coat where it rested against her motorcycle. All precise propriety next to the other woman's relaxed approach. ]
If I can't have a lesson, perhaps you'll at least grant me an introduction. I am The Knave. [ Fourth of the Fatui Harbingers... she doesn't say. A habit suppressed. ]
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In lieu of a return smile, she gently closes her user's manual when the other woman approaches, setting it aside. ]
Is that so? [ An affected little sigh. ] And here I thought you looked the kind, charitable soul. It seems I'll simply have to endure looking the fool instead.
[ There's a hint of drama among the even tones of her voice, yet she remains straight-faced. Her odd little version of a joke, maybe. She straightens, black hands and sharp nails lightly dusting her coat where it rested against her motorcycle. All precise propriety next to the other woman's relaxed approach. ]
If I can't have a lesson, perhaps you'll at least grant me an introduction. I am The Knave. [ Fourth of the Fatui Harbingers... she doesn't say. A habit suppressed. ]