mav said to nat, "You look tired." @aviates
Nat looks up, posture straightening. Quickly, she inhales, a half-second beat to compose herself.
"Yes, sir," she replies, more an acknowledgment that she's been spoken to than outright agreement with his statement. The blunder registers; her gaze lowers briefly. While her cheeks don't heat, Nat's long since lost the urge to blush when embarrassed, she feels caught all the same.
"No," Nat now corrects. "I'm alright."











