[ Gray's surprised squeak is immediately smothered by bountiful cloakery. She swims out of the cloth until she can breathe again, only to quickly pull her original cloak back close over head so that her face remains safely shrouded.
In the midst of that brief panic, it takes a moment for her to register what she's being told. Her timid gaze floats up to the man addressing her, then almost immediately skates away. Dimly, she notes the smell of cigarette smoke, which doesn't feel right at all. ]
If you don't mind my asking... how long did it take you?
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In the midst of that brief panic, it takes a moment for her to register what she's being told. Her timid gaze floats up to the man addressing her, then almost immediately skates away. Dimly, she notes the smell of cigarette smoke, which doesn't feel right at all. ]
If you don't mind my asking... how long did it take you?