[ she does see the butterknife, her gaze briefly darting towards it. considering. then files that away for later. she'll grab it before leaving this room.
ah, the frightened look in his eyes remind her so much of russia. but he isn't her brother. even so, her hands land with an audible thud on the back of the chair, her arms caging him in as she leans closer. ]
Are you hard of hearing? I said: my brother.
[ and then her lips quirk, a smile forming. ]
But now you do look like him. Like a trapped animal. How cute.
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ah, the frightened look in his eyes remind her so much of russia. but he isn't her brother. even so, her hands land with an audible thud on the back of the chair, her arms caging him in as she leans closer. ]
Are you hard of hearing? I said: my brother.
[ and then her lips quirk, a smile forming. ]
But now you do look like him. Like a trapped animal. How cute.