[ She's going to jump these little shits the first chance she gets. Her temper is threatening to boil over, and she's going to pick up one of these tables and throw it-- that's the plan, at least, until her savior arrives in the form of her dearly beloved. She can do nothing but watch in awe as Seto hurtles himself up and over one of the tables she'd planned on beating these creatures to death with. He's so fast and graceful, that for a few seconds, her ire dies down, replaced with instead with pure wonder; needless to say, once again, he's managed to impress her.
Not only is he quick to react, but he gets results: the brushboy is quick to relinquish its silly puppets and scamper off to rejoin its buddies, and Seto is... already ripping them up. She can feel her cheeks turning pink because her boyfriend just went out of his way to save her -- the mere notion fills her chest with a warm, happy feeling as she quickly makes her way over to his side. ]
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Not only is he quick to react, but he gets results: the brushboy is quick to relinquish its silly puppets and scamper off to rejoin its buddies, and Seto is... already ripping them up. She can feel her cheeks turning pink because her boyfriend just went out of his way to save her -- the mere notion fills her chest with a warm, happy feeling as she quickly makes her way over to his side. ]
Wow! Thanks, Seto! That was super impressive!