[ She's gotten better over the years at taking compliments. But the praise that she gets from gods like Rocket who have been doing this far longer than she has (the creating, not the god-ing), still never fails to fill her with embarrassment.
There's more sniffling on her part as Rocket gives her his notes. The guilt hasn't dissipated by a long shot but she'd be lying if she said that it didn't help. ]
Do you have some time to help me?
[ The awful squelching noise plays back in her mind like some awful soundtrack. Inwardly she winces. ]
Or at least check over my work? The last thing I want is for that to happen again.
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There's more sniffling on her part as Rocket gives her his notes. The guilt hasn't dissipated by a long shot but she'd be lying if she said that it didn't help. ]
Do you have some time to help me?
[ The awful squelching noise plays back in her mind like some awful soundtrack. Inwardly she winces. ]
Or at least check over my work? The last thing I want is for that to happen again.