[She looks at him scornfully, weight thrown on one hip, lip curled a little.]
Eager to have done with this foolishness. I have other duties to attend to.
[She's not moving towards him, though. Not just yet. Instead, she regards him carefully, waiting to see if he'll move first. This feels, already, like a fight. She may as well treat it as one, if she's not going to lose her advantage.]
[There's a lithe kind of tautness to how she's standing, despite the apparently casual stance. She's ready, even if she's not entirely sure what she's ready for yet.]
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Eager to have done with this foolishness. I have other duties to attend to.
[She's not moving towards him, though. Not just yet. Instead, she regards him carefully, waiting to see if he'll move first. This feels, already, like a fight. She may as well treat it as one, if she's not going to lose her advantage.]
[There's a lithe kind of tautness to how she's standing, despite the apparently casual stance. She's ready, even if she's not entirely sure what she's ready for yet.]