She looks from Bunta's hand to Niou's retreating back, a little forlorn.
With a full lower lip pout, she rounds on Bunta. "How are you so good at this?" she whispers. "Didn't my brother find you in an alley somewhere, and you do this politics thing like it's no thing!"
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With a full lower lip pout, she rounds on Bunta. "How are you so good at this?" she whispers. "Didn't my brother find you in an alley somewhere, and you do this politics thing like it's no thing!"