[Eventually (far too late), she figures that it's time to stop waving... and then waves a little more for good measure. The pirate comment earns a bigger grin from Max as she follows Rachel into the shop.]
I do miss sailing the imaginary seas. [More than she'd care to admit.] I should work on getting back my sea-legs. And my pirate lingo. [She shifts into a gruff, deeper tone.] Arrr, full sails and bring me the horizon!
[...What is she doing. This is nerves. She's nervous. She ends the little pirate impression with an embarrassed giggle and a hand coming up to rub the back of her neck.]
That's kid stuff, though. I don't rock the punk scene as well as you two.
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Date: 2019-06-18 02:36 pm (UTC)I do miss sailing the imaginary seas. [More than she'd care to admit.] I should work on getting back my sea-legs. And my pirate lingo. [She shifts into a gruff, deeper tone.] Arrr, full sails and bring me the horizon!
[...What is she doing. This is nerves. She's nervous. She ends the little pirate impression with an embarrassed giggle and a hand coming up to rub the back of her neck.]
That's kid stuff, though. I don't rock the punk scene as well as you two.