[ Merely pleased by getting such a rise out of him, as it were, Grell triumphantly takes a swig! As she swallows, she presses a finger to her lips, nodding along to his observations. ]
Yes, well, you've used your modified scythe for how long now? It's a matter of readjusting!
[ Holding her water to her chest, Grell briefly closes her eyes to take in precisely how content she is, in this moment. She feels dangerously close to having it all - which is why, at first, she doubts that the melodic trickle of children's laughter is even real! Sitting up, she looks past William, to the gardens; wistfully sighing. ]
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Yes, well, you've used your modified scythe for how long now? It's a matter of readjusting!
[ Holding her water to her chest, Grell briefly closes her eyes to take in precisely how content she is, in this moment. She feels dangerously close to having it all - which is why, at first, she doubts that the melodic trickle of children's laughter is even real! Sitting up, she looks past William, to the gardens; wistfully sighing. ]