[ die branches! how dare you defile sousei's beautiful locks! ... is not what milla's thinking as she's reaching to pull his hair out of their prison of bark. she's... being as gentle as she can with it, but honestly? she's probably still tugging a bit. she can't not, these things are so stubborn.
at least he's admitting his feelings. ]
They weren't exactly gentle with how they shoved us here, so that's not surprising to hear.
[ because that's the issue, she thinks, and not because sousei's a ye olde city boy. with another accidental yank as she attempts to get the branches out of his hair: ]
Ugh-- Is this the worst of it?
[ you're not hurt anywhere else, are you? it's a concern that settles in after the majority of the situation does. sure, sousei's sturdy, but he did just fall from heaven through a tree. so.
no subject
at least he's admitting his feelings. ]
They weren't exactly gentle with how they shoved us here, so that's not surprising to hear.
[ because that's the issue, she thinks, and not because sousei's a ye olde city boy. with another accidental yank as she attempts to get the branches out of his hair: ]
Ugh-- Is this the worst of it?
[ you're not hurt anywhere else, are you? it's a concern that settles in after the majority of the situation does. sure, sousei's sturdy, but he did just fall from heaven through a tree. so.
she'll just ask that casually... ]