[ she rolls her eyes, her protest dying on her tongue when she finds herself moved from the crowded streets of the city to the top an apartment building. reclaiming her arm, she scans the area above them for any signs of the city's trickery, breathing a sigh of relief when she finds none. finally. she'd had enough of that. more than enough. ]
Not exactly what I had in mind, but thank you all the same.
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Not exactly what I had in mind, but thank you all the same.