[Her face was already red from crying, but it didn't do much to hide that she was actively blushing at that. She knew he had carried her back, just from what she could remember, but it was still embarrassing to talk about it out loud.]
I... it's fine... when're you not yellin' at me... ?
[She ducked her head lower, hair falling in her face again.]
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I... it's fine... when're you not yellin' at me... ?
[She ducked her head lower, hair falling in her face again.]
Thanks...