[ For a moment, Grell is genuinely confused - and then indignant, because why is he so upset!! Of course, then it dawns on her, and she's left gasping at her own folly. A long, drawn out, breathy gasp! ]
Oh, dear God, I didn't mean that.
[ Her glass is left at the side table so that she may sink to her knees, arms folded over his arm, chin atop them. She peers up at him with big, pleading eyes, only partly done in jest! ]
Terrible fault in my words. Will you ever forgive me?
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Oh, dear God, I didn't mean that.
[ Her glass is left at the side table so that she may sink to her knees, arms folded over his arm, chin atop them. She peers up at him with big, pleading eyes, only partly done in jest! ]
Terrible fault in my words. Will you ever forgive me?