"By nearly dying," she grumbles, quieter and slightly petulant-sounding. "Which you're not allowed to do. I--"
She stops, glaring at a fly that's landed on the cart and obviously done something terribly offensive to earn such animosity. "If you did, your girl would feed me to her dog."
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She stops, glaring at a fly that's landed on the cart and obviously done something terribly offensive to earn such animosity. "If you did, your girl would feed me to her dog."