[She stifles her smile as she witnesses the fearsome prosecutor dealing with his deadly sword being coated in chocolate...
And she folds her arms with a chocolate.]
Yeah, it only goes on way. It ain't about to suck up yer little mess there. [She shakes her head and then looks back over towards where she left Toby.]
Right then. ...Guess I'll be off then, Mister Re- Prosecutor.
He manages to keep his exasperation with her lack of proper address to a simple exhale as he pulls out a handkerchief, which will soon also suffer from the chocolate menace. At least she attempted to avoid that particularly tiring nickname.]
She's not even sure what to call him anymore. Sure he's not really The Reaper, but he still feels like THE Reaper to her, you know? It's all just so confusing!]
...Yeah, farewell an' all that.
[She does snap a salute as a formality - and then off she goes!]
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And she folds her arms with a chocolate.]
Yeah, it only goes on way. It ain't about to suck up yer little mess there. [She shakes her head and then looks back over towards where she left Toby.]
Right then. ...Guess I'll be off then, Mister Re- Prosecutor.
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He manages to keep his exasperation with her lack of proper address to a simple exhale as he pulls out a handkerchief, which will soon also suffer from the chocolate menace. At least she attempted to avoid that particularly tiring nickname.]
Then farewell, Miss Lestrade.
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She's not even sure what to call him anymore. Sure he's not really The Reaper, but he still feels like THE Reaper to her, you know? It's all just so confusing!]
...Yeah, farewell an' all that.
[She does snap a salute as a formality - and then off she goes!]