[ color rises to her cheeks, and she hates herself for it, can't quite stop herself from covering her mouth with one hand. she stares at him, feeling dizzy again because she knows he's running her around in circles, keeping her off-balance. that's what it feels like, anyway. she tries to swallow, tries to make herself sound dignified. like her sister would. like her sister always would. but sonia isn't her sister. ]
I didn't know you treated beautiful women like lepers, Byerly.
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I didn't know you treated beautiful women like lepers, Byerly.