[Irene wanted to laugh at the teenager, but her sense of decorum kept her in check. She stifled the chuckle, but only just barely. As he moved to cover himself, her eyes glanced briefly down his body. She readjusted her eyes swiftly. Although she'd normally verbally shred to bits anyone who spoke to her that way, they had lived through a zombie attack together, and she had a small measure of respect for him, so she simply raised her eyebrows and smirked]
Give it five years, junior, then maybe we can talk.
[It was as close to charitable as he would ever get from her. She couldn't resist adding,]
Besides, I rather think my saving your skin a half-dozen times was present enough.
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Date: 2010-06-22 09:28 am (UTC)Give it five years, junior, then maybe we can talk.
[It was as close to charitable as he would ever get from her. She couldn't resist adding,]
Besides, I rather think my saving your skin a half-dozen times was present enough.