[Éowyn's jaw tightens a little, her lips pressing together. She never has been one to appreciate being ordered, nor does she deal well with being dismissed.]
[Still, she bows her head a little way, keeping her back very straight.]
As you wish, my lady. [There's a tautness to her voice that does make it clear she's not happy about this, but now is not the time to cause trouble. When she's better-armed, maybe.]
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[Still, she bows her head a little way, keeping her back very straight.]
As you wish, my lady. [There's a tautness to her voice that does make it clear she's not happy about this, but now is not the time to cause trouble. When she's better-armed, maybe.]