[Rita doesn't lash out, but she does level a glower at Clarke and her rather-too-proud look, as she scrambles back to a crouch at the opposite end of the couch--but that glower immediately turns incredulous, and with another screech-]
Two days?! No way!
[Her hands are already moving toward her tender nose as if she's heavily considering just ripping them out right here. Perhaps another Jade-shaped threat is in order...]
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Two days?! No way!
[Her hands are already moving toward her tender nose as if she's heavily considering just ripping them out right here. Perhaps another Jade-shaped threat is in order...]