[Still grubby, short hair a bit mussed and smudged and messy from the whole ordeal, Roxanne looks up from where she's closing a box, before she swats at a brainbot one handed.]
[She stands up, flipping her hair out of her face with an errand gesture.]
It getting a bit late, and I took up a chunk of your day, didn't I?
[Even without the empathy she knows a need to escape when she sees one, reading the conflict all over his square face.]
[He's right. She is hopeful. On the other hand she's also realistic. She can't save them all (no matter how she'd like to do otherwise), and certainly what made Megamind think of someone beyond himself can't apply to Flint. That'd be a lie. A cruelty.]
[Mostly, anyway. Close enough that she isn't about ready to entertain anything other then the obvious: he needs a friend on the right side of the tracks, and she likes him well enough to be that friend.]
[But he doesn't know about the special little watch around her delicate wrist, or that it renders her mind deaf to the emotion that set his gravely heart to clenching.]
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[She stands up, flipping her hair out of her face with an errand gesture.]
It getting a bit late, and I took up a chunk of your day, didn't I?
[Even without the empathy she knows a need to escape when she sees one, reading the conflict all over his square face.]
[He's right. She is hopeful. On the other hand she's also realistic. She can't save them all (no matter how she'd like to do otherwise), and certainly what made Megamind think of someone beyond himself can't apply to Flint. That'd be a lie. A cruelty.]
[Mostly, anyway. Close enough that she isn't about ready to entertain anything other then the obvious: he needs a friend on the right side of the tracks, and she likes him well enough to be that friend.]
[But he doesn't know about the special little watch around her delicate wrist, or that it renders her mind deaf to the emotion that set his gravely heart to clenching.]
[Probably for the best.]
Let me see you out.