[ Number one at ALL THE THINGS, North. You can't tell her what to do! ]
[She glances down at her hands, mindful of the scars and calluses along her fingers. She presses them, palms flat, against her thighs. All the better to not dig her nails into her palms.]
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[She glances down at her hands, mindful of the scars and calluses along her fingers. She presses them, palms flat, against her thighs. All the better to not dig her nails into her palms.]
How did you manage, in the end?