[ she retorts, though her lips do twitch, at the tap at his knee, clearly trying not to laugh . . . because laughing at what's apparently an old injury or a birth defect is probably bad form, right? but he seems to be poking fun at himself, and so: ]
You just have to learn how to fall on your face without breaking your nose, that is all. The leg is a lost cause.
[ no way to really fix that, she's afraid. but she pauses before glancing around the living room idly, before she says: ]
Do you want me to show you?
[ as she glances towards him, with a slight grin, a glint of mischief in her eye. ]
no subject
[ she retorts, though her lips do twitch, at the tap at his knee, clearly trying not to laugh . . . because laughing at what's apparently an old injury or a birth defect is probably bad form, right? but he seems to be poking fun at himself, and so: ]
You just have to learn how to fall on your face without breaking your nose, that is all. The leg is a lost cause.
[ no way to really fix that, she's afraid. but she pauses before glancing around the living room idly, before she says: ]
Do you want me to show you?
[ as she glances towards him, with a slight grin, a glint of mischief in her eye. ]
How I can be taller.