( She had just come here for a drink, but instead, Amélie finds herself with half her tankard sloshed down the front. )
Maker's breath! Watch where you're going, will you?
( The words tumble out of her before she can second-guess herself. Once she does, however, she's taken aback by her own aggression, and shrinks in on herself, tucking her drink close to her chest, lest the man feel so inclined to spill it again. )
i've never seen him before in my life (also, ii)
Maker's breath! Watch where you're going, will you?
( The words tumble out of her before she can second-guess herself. Once she does, however, she's taken aback by her own aggression, and shrinks in on herself, tucking her drink close to her chest, lest the man feel so inclined to spill it again. )