[ He can rest assured that the only bother he has created for her was the brief terror where she assumed he was going to run her down like a car out of control- but now it looks like he's managed to stop himself, and that he is no longer going to come at her like a heat seeking missile, she's finding him far less terrifying than her initial hit of adrenaline would have her otherwise believe.
She raises her eyebrows at him, not sure whether she's asking if she would forgive him if he trampled her the way he trampled the grass (? creepy), or if he's asking her to put the act of almost flattening her behind her (which she already has, but he doesn't need to know that).
She assumes it's the second, because the first is so ludicrous it makes her want to laugh. ]
It'd be difficult. You would have to make it up to me.
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She raises her eyebrows at him, not sure whether she's asking if she would forgive him if he trampled her the way he trampled the grass (? creepy), or if he's asking her to put the act of almost flattening her behind her (which she already has, but he doesn't need to know that).
She assumes it's the second, because the first is so ludicrous it makes her want to laugh. ]
It'd be difficult. You would have to make it up to me.