[Chuck rolls her head a little, looking through the pattern on Magneto's shirt absently. It's more touching than usual, and she can't quite hide her discomfited squirm.]
It's fine, really- like I need anyone poking at me right now. They're okay.
[They really obviously are not, actually, and at least one of those bites needs some attention, lest the makeup make it even angrier. She wraps her arms around her body protectively, not really wanting to think about this any more.]
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It's fine, really- like I need anyone poking at me right now. They're okay.
[They really obviously are not, actually, and at least one of those bites needs some attention, lest the makeup make it even angrier. She wraps her arms around her body protectively, not really wanting to think about this any more.]