[ Red's fingers pause as she gets a better look at the legs she's kneeling between by now. Then they go back to work. Her eyes flicker up to her with a frown. ]
What's up with your legs? You OK?
[ She might be grumpy, but there's a streak of kindness in her. Even as she undoes one ribbon and then another, working her way through the very intimate task before her. ]
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What's up with your legs? You OK?
[ She might be grumpy, but there's a streak of kindness in her. Even as she undoes one ribbon and then another, working her way through the very intimate task before her. ]