[Her acquiescence is mumbled and reluctant, like deciding not to be mad at these hypothetical people was causing her a great inconvenience. Honestly, it was a little bit like that, it was a lot easier to have an enemy to focus on, rather than being left to realize all over again that her real enemy is herself.
Finally it seems to occur to Ryder that she hasn't left him many options when it comes to eating, and awkwardly offers out the pen-chopsticks.]
Have -- you gotten pervy feet ladies -- y-yet? Uh, guess -- that's usually guys, th-though. That y-you he-hear about.
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[Her acquiescence is mumbled and reluctant, like deciding not to be mad at these hypothetical people was causing her a great inconvenience. Honestly, it was a little bit like that, it was a lot easier to have an enemy to focus on, rather than being left to realize all over again that her real enemy is herself.
Finally it seems to occur to Ryder that she hasn't left him many options when it comes to eating, and awkwardly offers out the pen-chopsticks.]
Have -- you gotten pervy feet ladies -- y-yet? Uh, guess -- that's usually guys, th-though. That y-you he-hear about.