[ She skips up beside him, but lags behind about halfway up the steps. Winded, she stops to rest one hand on the side of the wall, shaking her head. If there were ever a way to punctuate that she is so not James Bond-y in the real world, here it is. ]
But aren't we all just … bald, naked babies here? Or recently graduated from it, at least.
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[ She skips up beside him, but lags behind about halfway up the steps. Winded, she stops to rest one hand on the side of the wall, shaking her head. If there were ever a way to punctuate that she is so not James Bond-y in the real world, here it is. ]
But aren't we all just … bald, naked babies here? Or recently graduated from it, at least.