[The twitchy, nervous smile fades as his hands rise up, and her stance shifts just slightly so she can defend herself if necessary. (Something which she can do just fine without bending, thank you very much. The only thing she depends on her bending for is her identity.)
The last thing she expects is for him to dump soap bubbles on her head. She looks up at them as though questioning whether they're really there. But when he says "oops," she breaks down and starts laughing.]
Sorry.
[Is she apologizing for splashing him, or for the fact that she's currently taking off her "crown" and trying to put it on his head?]
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The last thing she expects is for him to dump soap bubbles on her head. She looks up at them as though questioning whether they're really there. But when he says "oops," she breaks down and starts laughing.]
Sorry.
[Is she apologizing for splashing him, or for the fact that she's currently taking off her "crown" and trying to put it on his head?]