[The breeze picks up, and she lets go of his arm with one hand so she can press it against his back and pull him closer. It's mostly to protect her against the wind and the chill. Mostly.]
Hey.
[She tips her head back, some of the humor fading as she remembers why she decided to come in the first place. Maybe it's the wind, reminding her that there's more out there than a night of too many shots.]
What I said earlier. [She's not sorry: Selina doesn't do much apologizing, anyway.] You're not a spoiled brat. You don't have to pretend.
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[The breeze picks up, and she lets go of his arm with one hand so she can press it against his back and pull him closer. It's mostly to protect her against the wind and the chill. Mostly.]
Hey.
[She tips her head back, some of the humor fading as she remembers why she decided to come in the first place. Maybe it's the wind, reminding her that there's more out there than a night of too many shots.]
What I said earlier. [She's not sorry: Selina doesn't do much apologizing, anyway.] You're not a spoiled brat. You don't have to pretend.