[ Grunting, apparently. Dropping and breaking a teacup on the floor (the tea is nowhere near any books, thank goodness.) Kneeling on the ground with one hand to her forehead and a book spread-eagled on her back.
It's a bright, polka-dotted book with smiley faces on the front, and it's called Sentence Enders and You! Getting a Head Start On Your Individuali-Gobi.
But she knows he's there, so she takes a deep breath. It clearly involves effort.
She straightens her posture without removing that hand from her face, holding up a single finger in her other hand. ] Just a moment.
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It's a bright, polka-dotted book with smiley faces on the front, and it's called Sentence Enders and You! Getting a Head Start On Your Individuali-Gobi.
But she knows he's there, so she takes a deep breath. It clearly involves effort.
She straightens her posture without removing that hand from her face, holding up a single finger in her other hand. ] Just a moment.
[ The book flops off her back onto the floor. ]