[It is as yet undetermined whether Evelyn intended to curse, or say his name, or both, because the swift jerk in that results in being scooped up like some kind of misbehaving cat startles her so much that she doesn't have the time to do anything but squeak and cling to his shoulders like a limpet.
Glancing toward the dark water (the fall isn't far, but even with her background in deserts Evelyn loathes the cold more than anything else) she concedes that she might have erred in attempting to call what she assumed was a bluff. Her immediate defence is to push further, but she very much doesn't want to trod back to the mansion soaking wet.
Clearing her throat and gingerly facing him - not that difficult to do when he's inches away - Evelyn wrestles a diplomatic response out to salvage her pride.]
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[It is as yet undetermined whether Evelyn intended to curse, or say his name, or both, because the swift jerk in that results in being scooped up like some kind of misbehaving cat startles her so much that she doesn't have the time to do anything but squeak and cling to his shoulders like a limpet.
Glancing toward the dark water (the fall isn't far, but even with her background in deserts Evelyn loathes the cold more than anything else) she concedes that she might have erred in attempting to call what she assumed was a bluff. Her immediate defence is to push further, but she very much doesn't want to trod back to the mansion soaking wet.
Clearing her throat and gingerly facing him - not that difficult to do when he's inches away - Evelyn wrestles a diplomatic response out to salvage her pride.]
I...retract my previous statement.