[Ugh, of course he noticed. Of course she was ruining this. Of course this was the one thing she couldn't-
Enough, Azula.]
You know me, there's very little here that meets my standards.
[There. It's fine. Play it off as a joke. At least he was enjoying it, anyway. It's fine. She can-]
... you were right.
[It slips out quietly, and she immediately regrets it. Not helpful. Not good. A stab of panic shoots through her, and she tries to think of some way to cover for it, but nothing comes to her mind.]
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Date: 2023-07-14 12:47 pm (UTC)Enough, Azula.]
You know me, there's very little here that meets my standards.
[There. It's fine. Play it off as a joke. At least he was enjoying it, anyway. It's fine. She can-]
... you were right.
[It slips out quietly, and she immediately regrets it. Not helpful. Not good. A stab of panic shoots through her, and she tries to think of some way to cover for it, but nothing comes to her mind.]