[lucky for her, large objects were kinda hard to miss, and she ducks it easily enough. She can feel the strain of their fight, the adrenaline-dulled aches and pains that were going to be a bitch tomorrow, but the distance lets her regroup enough that she actually scoffs at him]
Like hell you do. Don't tell me you actually expect me to believe that.
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Like hell you do. Don't tell me you actually expect me to believe that.