Ygne snorts,
"I'm not tired, or egg-ser..tion." She blinks both eyes wide open, as if to prove a point,
"Just took a bump on the head, s'why I'm squinting, is all." At the rest of Ryte's lecture, Ygne stares at him with a blank expression. It's uncertain if anything he's saying is truly getting through to her or not, as one eyebrow slowly raises while the speech goes on. By the end of it, however, she looks right pissed, slapping Ryte's hand off of her shoulder.
"I get it, you don't know me. So let me get one thing real clear for you: You won't have to save me. Ever." She shouts, spitting out the last word with a sneer,
"And no, you probably shouldn't rely on me to help you with a righteous attitude like that."
She continues to shout, even as she scoops up the coin in the sand and follows after him back to the rest of the group,
"You think you're just givin' a person - someone you don't even know - some fool's advice that don't apply to her, but here you are angering someone you're gonna need to watch over you while ya sleep; Someone with knives and a habit for cutting throats."
She mutters, quieter, but loud enough to be heard as she walks behind Ryte to meet with everyone else,
"And if you think to call me kid again, you better have some steel in your hand when you do it."
With that, she walks past the group without so much as a glance, and begins to move toward whatever pile of wreckage she can find. She busies herself with scavenging, absolutely fuming too much to converse with the others.
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