Part 811: Kjelle C

Whew! I'm beat today...

Does tired equal sloppy in your world? Because your shirt is coming unbuttoned. And I know you're sweaty from combat or whatever, but oh my gosh. ...Ew.

Har! A little skin isn't going to kill anybody. Besides, this area's off limits to the men. And it's not like it's something you haven't seen before.

That doesn't mean I WANT to see it! Gods, would it kill you to act like a lady once in a while?

At least I'm enough of a lady to mind my manners and not stare!

I'm pointing this out for your own sake!

Hah! I've never cared about stuff like this, and you know it.

It's one thing for a child to be a tomboy, Kjelle, but you're a grown woman now! Augh! Now I can see your stomach! Really, have a little...

Wow. Those are serious abs, Kjelle. I could do my laundry on them. No wonder you walk around with your shirt hanging off...

It's not "hanging off." I just untucked it! ...And why the compliment, anyway?

I... I don't know! It just popped out of my mouth.

You don't have the hots for me or something, do you?

Hah! You couldn't handle me for an hour, and you know it! I'm just a little jealous is all. You're pretty, yet still so tough and strong.

Well, looking is free, I guess. Knock yourself out.

Gods, Kjelle! Seriously, could you try and not act like a boor for five minutes?

You compliment me left and right, and then you want me to be more modest? So what do I do? Flee in terror anytime a girl catches a glimpse of my belly?

That's the general idea, yes. A proper lady never shows skin above the ankles and below the neck. A proper lady understands that less is more!

...Girls care about the dumbest things sometimes.

Hello? YOU'RE a girl!