((There's a mixture of emotions happening there. First: frustration. His brow furrows, he frowns heavily, half ready to snap at her and tell her to step off. And he nearly does, but taking in a breath of air, he stops, and sighs instead. He has no energy for this. He knows he deserves his sort of response. Ignoring her a moment, he pulls the shirt over his head.))
Flora, you know it's not very lady-like to name call.
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Flora, you know it's not very lady-like to name call.