O-oh...! [The timid girl that is now Milla's target is...definitely not going to argue with someone so fierce. She squeaks, and then nods quickly, taking a seat immediately and obediently.]
I... um... okay?
[...stew??? This wasn't what she was expecting at all, but she'll keep her hands folded in her lap and her head down because maybe eye contact will make Milla fiercer.]
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I... um... okay?
[...stew??? This wasn't what she was expecting at all, but she'll keep her hands folded in her lap and her head down because maybe eye contact will make Milla fiercer.]