Ashley: "WHAT THE FISH—WHAT?!" 😱
Noel: "I'm 32." 😎
"This August I'll be 33."
Everyone: 😶
Elda: "You… don't look like that." 😶
Noel: "Look like what?" 😶
Ashley: "Like you're… old." 😐
Noel: "Excuse me! Just because I'm 32 doesn't mean I'm ancient!" 😎
Elda: "Then why haven't you married yet?" 😐
Noel: "How do you know I'm not?" 😤
She glared at Aaron.
Aaron: "Not me." 😤
Ashley: "Your face tells the story, girl—
Oops, sorry— woman." 😎
Noel: "Whatever. Let's drop the topic.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do next." 😅
Elda crossed her arms.
Elda: "Until we know your second gender, we can't offer you a jo—" 😐
Aaron: "Take her to the training grounds." 😐
Elda: "Bu—" 😶
Aaron: "She's strong."
"She will train." 😐
Then he walked out, ignoring all of them.
Noel blinked.
Noel (internal):
(Training?
Historical training?
Those are usually TORTURE!
Change the topic, Noel, QUICK—) 😱
She clapped her hands dramatically.
Noel: "Looks like you two need to apologize." 😎
Elda: "Huh?" 😶
Noel: "It's the most basic human way to console someone.
If needed—fall on his feet." 😎
Ashley: "WHAT the—?" 😶
Noel: "Same goes for you."
"But in your case…
it looks like you need to kiss the floor.
Only then he'll forgive you." 😎
Ashley's soul left her body.
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