"That's not..." Rosie blushes again, shameful and silly and terribly naive, when he mentions his perspective on the mortal view on nudity. That hadn't been at all the reason why she'd gotten so flustered, she thinks; it was simple embarrassment, mixed with her own surprise and the wish not to ruin the comforting closeness of their developing friendship. Nothing more than that.
"Can we please talk about anything else?" she asks, trying to keep her tone as light as possible. "It's...I'm fine now. Really."
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"Can we please talk about anything else?" she asks, trying to keep her tone as light as possible. "It's...I'm fine now. Really."