[Then she leans her fingers against her chin; it's a thoughtful pose, and she says -- with the same tone as before, but enunciating a little more clearly than she did, and making it sound more resigned. There's even a little sigh... and a knowing smile.
And she gives context she didn't, before. It's not her Dracula performance, but it actually sounds better than a sleepily-said murmur when they were leaning on each other.] ...well... If Odd-Eyes wants to fall in love with a donkey, then I’ll love and support him anyways.
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Nana counts down:] Three... two... one... go.
[Then she leans her fingers against her chin; it's a thoughtful pose, and she says -- with the same tone as before, but enunciating a little more clearly than she did, and making it sound more resigned. There's even a little sigh... and a knowing smile.
And she gives context she didn't, before. It's not her Dracula performance, but it actually sounds better than a sleepily-said murmur when they were leaning on each other.] ...well... If Odd-Eyes wants to fall in love with a donkey, then I’ll love and support him anyways.