[ Her tone is cynical and tired, looking around the small room for anything familiar. At least her clothes -- which she spots the gift basket that was warmly given to them by their hosts. ]
Oh, this? [ She examines the basket, pulling out one of the shirts with a cant of her head. Immediately her mouth goes from agape to a straight line, huffing loudly. ]
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[ Her tone is cynical and tired, looking around the small room for anything familiar. At least her clothes -- which she spots the gift basket that was warmly given to them by their hosts. ]
Oh, this? [ She examines the basket, pulling out one of the shirts with a cant of her head. Immediately her mouth goes from agape to a straight line, huffing loudly. ]
What the hell!? Cocoa can't be wearing this!