[ Gratefully, she plucks the tissue out of Natasha's hand and she does a dainty little blow of her nose into it. Ugh, gross. No amount of Horizon magic can make that any less icky.
Still refusing to make eye contact, Hilda keeps her gaze steadily on the board. ]
Or they're just really stubborn. [ Pointedly she doesn't return Natasha's comment about her underestimating her skills. Her skin feels prickly like how it often does when someone tries to pay her a compliment that she knows, at least in her mind, isn't something that she can come to terms with or combat at this time. ] I'm not meant to do much of anything, that's kind of the thing. At least not anything useful.
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Still refusing to make eye contact, Hilda keeps her gaze steadily on the board. ]
Or they're just really stubborn. [ Pointedly she doesn't return Natasha's comment about her underestimating her skills. Her skin feels prickly like how it often does when someone tries to pay her a compliment that she knows, at least in her mind, isn't something that she can come to terms with or combat at this time. ] I'm not meant to do much of anything, that's kind of the thing. At least not anything useful.