[The snickering doesn't do shit to ease Nott's frayed nerves, thanks! She freezes up when he pats her on the head, keeping her mouth shut the whole time he makes his exit.
When he appears to finally be gone, or at least no longer visible, she lets go of the breath she was holding and brings a hand to rub circles into her forehead.]
Oh, gods.
[Still. Even despite the horrifying encounter with a hyperintelligent potentially rabid raccoon, she got something out of this. She finishes up the last few adjustments she remembers from his demonstration and picks up the finished explosive. She made this. Huh.
Pretty cool.
She pockets it, and then... pointedly leaves in a different direction than he did.]
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When he appears to finally be gone, or at least no longer visible, she lets go of the breath she was holding and brings a hand to rub circles into her forehead.]
Oh, gods.
[Still. Even despite the horrifying encounter with a hyperintelligent potentially rabid raccoon, she got something out of this. She finishes up the last few adjustments she remembers from his demonstration and picks up the finished explosive. She made this. Huh.
Pretty cool.
She pockets it, and then... pointedly leaves in a different direction than he did.]