[Even with the joking tone, a warmth does tinge her cheeks just a tad, and perhaps she might have even picked up where Stelle had left off with the jests if she hadn't appeared to be deliberating some very poor decisions mere seconds later.]
Stelle, no!
[The unspoken becomes the spoken as Firefly balks at her nonchalance, eyes wide and hands up in a "whoa, there" motion.]
You can't eat drugged food! You don't know what could happen to you...!
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Stelle, no!
[The unspoken becomes the spoken as Firefly balks at her nonchalance, eyes wide and hands up in a "whoa, there" motion.]
You can't eat drugged food! You don't know what could happen to you...!