[ Natasha is used to the staring from other people. She just smiles, easy, almost serene. It's practically a reflex to fall into the act. And it works for when she's still feeling out the other person, seeing what they are like. ]
Me too.
[ She looks out at the ocean, squinting some against the wind before looking back down at Trish, ]
Could you watch my things for me while I go try it for myself?
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Me too.
[ She looks out at the ocean, squinting some against the wind before looking back down at Trish, ]
Could you watch my things for me while I go try it for myself?