[ The greatest problem here is that while she feels panicked over not knowing what to do about him in her space, she also doesn't particularly want him to leave it. But the smirk draws her attention to the fact that this feels less than genuine, and that opens the barn doors on her rage.
Unfortunately she doesn't reach to slap him. She just shoves him bodily back at the pilot's chair, snarling. ]
Fine. [ She tries to straighten up and gather her composure back, but she's red-faced still from the proximity. ] It doesn't matter to me what you do.
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Unfortunately she doesn't reach to slap him. She just shoves him bodily back at the pilot's chair, snarling. ]
Fine. [ She tries to straighten up and gather her composure back, but she's red-faced still from the proximity. ] It doesn't matter to me what you do.