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"Slow down," he chided, tapping the dashboard impatiently. "It looks like a few miles." He paused, stroking his chin. "Jeez, did that little girl run all that way?"
Misha snorted. She crossed her arms, face arching into a small smile. "And here I was, thinking you loved people showering you with love and praise. 'Oh, Fabine is so strong and brave!' 'He's just so pretty!' 'I wanna touch his heroic hair!'." She scoffed. "Why doesn't anybody wanna touch my hair?"
Mona blinks, then slows down. "Sorry. And I guess so...She must be used to it. After all this is her home." She shrugs.
"I'm going to shave off my hair now, thanks." Fabine scoffs.