With a flutter of her wings, Rouge introduces a bit more space to—frankly—posture her displeasure. Can a person scowl "prettily"? Well, she can. She deals with plenty of rude personalities that she's had practice, but none quite at this level. At least in terms of swearing (though there's one who might make an attempt at it).
"Well I don't exactly blend in, either." Ignoring that she's small enough next to this guy she probably constitutes a tripping hazard. But the second her complaint is out of her mouth, there is something glowy and shiny that catches her eye in one of those many mirrors.
Oh, that's hers.
For now, though: focus.
"Boat?" Her ears perk somewhat. Well, that's one question half-answered. Interesting. She kicks out a foot out a little as she spins to look around at all the mirrors, setting her hands on her hips when she stops. "Looks more like a poorly thought-out funhouse." And, sighing: "Though I guess those aren't necessarily mutually exclusive." And she's been plenty of weirder places.
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"Well I don't exactly blend in, either." Ignoring that she's small enough next to this guy she probably constitutes a tripping hazard. But the second her complaint is out of her mouth, there is something glowy and shiny that catches her eye in one of those many mirrors.
Oh, that's hers.
For now, though: focus.
"Boat?" Her ears perk somewhat. Well, that's one question half-answered. Interesting. She kicks out a foot out a little as she spins to look around at all the mirrors, setting her hands on her hips when she stops. "Looks more like a poorly thought-out funhouse." And, sighing: "Though I guess those aren't necessarily mutually exclusive." And she's been plenty of weirder places.