( when koby barges in, clarisse is in her dragon form, curled around some massive tree jutting up from the mountain they call olympus, but as soon as he speaks — accuses her — she suddenly assumes a slightly more human form, mostly so she doesn't accidentally bite his head off, which she had been feeling very inclined to do several seconds ago. )
Oh, you mean these? ( she isn't going to deny it. she's caught two starry little fish by the tails, where they flop uselessly trying to free themselves from her iron grip. traces of starlight line her lips like powder; these are clearly not the first. she throws her head back and swallows the two fish whole, all while staring directly at koby with a sharp, smug smile. ) They taste better fire-roasted, less wriggling on the way down.
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Oh, you mean these? ( she isn't going to deny it. she's caught two starry little fish by the tails, where they flop uselessly trying to free themselves from her iron grip. traces of starlight line her lips like powder; these are clearly not the first. she throws her head back and swallows the two fish whole, all while staring directly at koby with a sharp, smug smile. ) They taste better fire-roasted, less wriggling on the way down.