[ Kitty's face, which had been going tense at the sudden and unexpected sharpness, relaxes again at the apology. And she says - ]
Don't apologize, please. It's all right. If you need to bite at me, bite at me. Whatever you need.
[ And she offers a smile. It's not exactly all right - no one likes someone harping at them all the time (something which has, no doubt, limited Gwenaelle's social circle) - but it's close enough to being all right with the knowledge that it's out of grief. Kitty's seen people do mad things out of grief. Just as long as Lexie stops short of taking a bomb with her in an attempt to murder the Prime Minister, she can do whatever she likes. ]
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Don't apologize, please. It's all right. If you need to bite at me, bite at me. Whatever you need.
[ And she offers a smile. It's not exactly all right - no one likes someone harping at them all the time (something which has, no doubt, limited Gwenaelle's social circle) - but it's close enough to being all right with the knowledge that it's out of grief. Kitty's seen people do mad things out of grief. Just as long as Lexie stops short of taking a bomb with her in an attempt to murder the Prime Minister, she can do whatever she likes. ]