[ What the hell. With a few swears muffled against the blue-haired guy's hand, she struggles against his hold, giving him a nice, indignant elbow in the gut. ]
Hey.
[ It's hissed, so that Flynn can't hear her, and she sends the guy a withering glare before scooting back over to Yuri to watch--wait, what? Marriage? ]
action;
Hey.
[ It's hissed, so that Flynn can't hear her, and she sends the guy a withering glare before scooting back over to Yuri to watch--wait, what? Marriage? ]
Oh my god.