[While falling into a giant vat of cake batter might be a dream come true for some people, for Touka, it's. Uh. Kind of nauseating, really. She only gets a tiny little drop on her tongue, having opened her mouth in surprise when they fell, but that's enough to have her gagging and spitting it out. Alas, she probably would have played it cool if she could see what she's in.
But she can't.
So.]
Ugh— Just fine. [Mostly murderous, tbh.] What the fuck is this shit?
[She knows at least one of them can't hear what she's saying, but she hopes that her huffing, scowling, and angry pointing at whatever they're in will get her an explanation.]
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But she can't.
So.]
Ugh— Just fine. [Mostly murderous, tbh.] What the fuck is this shit?
[She knows at least one of them can't hear what she's saying, but she hopes that her huffing, scowling, and angry pointing at whatever they're in will get her an explanation.]