[ like this, she's only got so many options. she evades the first swipe, and makes a valiant attempt at the second, but before long the cigarette's back in anna's hands. satoko sighs theatrically, shaking her head and tutting her tongue before delivering the killing blow: ]
My, Miss Anna. If you were looking for a hug, you could have just asked.
[ it's delivered with that same teasing aura as always, and it's meant entirely in jest - not that that helps when she's struck the heart of the matter. ]
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My, Miss Anna. If you were looking for a hug, you could have just asked.
[ it's delivered with that same teasing aura as always, and it's meant entirely in jest - not that that helps when she's struck the heart of the matter. ]