[He still makes no aggressive moves, but he's on guard now. He looks her over, from head to toe, and watches as she's trying to keep the two dresses from falling off. His voice is growing more annoyed and impatient rather than angry.]
...I doubt you'll grow that much. Look, just tell me the truth. I'd really rather not have to deal with a thief right now. What happened?
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...I doubt you'll grow that much. Look, just tell me the truth. I'd really rather not have to deal with a thief right now. What happened?