[She flinches, and her arm retreats so she can cross her arms defensively. She sort of knew it was coming, but it still stings. It hurts in an accurate way, because how many times has she been yelled at for ignoring people and doing something stupid and getting herself hurt? Far too many times, by any count.]
I'm sorry. [She tries to make herself as small as she can, but... she's taller than him in his wheelchair, so it doesn't create quite the same effect as cowering under her husband.] I just wanted to..
[She trails off because... well, she wanted to show off. And that's a moot point after she almost got trampled by a flaming horse.]
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I'm sorry. [She tries to make herself as small as she can, but... she's taller than him in his wheelchair, so it doesn't create quite the same effect as cowering under her husband.] I just wanted to..
[She trails off because... well, she wanted to show off. And that's a moot point after she almost got trampled by a flaming horse.]