"Man, getting stabbed in the park just doesn't get the same results. I want a do-over."
Anya chokes a little as she's pulling her shirt on, because "sad cosplayers" is absolutely the best description of the Young Avengers' original costumes, and she finds that fucking hilarious. "Madre de Dios, I have never heard more perfect words. Sad cosplayers. Wow."
She doesn't answer Carol's offer right away, instead opting to pull on shoes, make sure she grabs her wallet, phone, and keys, and shoo Carol out the door so she can lock it. It gives her time to consider the offer. On the one hand, she likes to be able to handle herself. On the other hand, she really really needs a replacement for her costume, because the one she's got is literally this close to falling apart at this point, and she's not skilled enough to make a new one.
"Yeah, I mean, if she's bored one day or something, I wouldn't turn it down," she says finally. It's enough of an acceptance while still keeping her dignity.
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Anya chokes a little as she's pulling her shirt on, because "sad cosplayers" is absolutely the best description of the Young Avengers' original costumes, and she finds that fucking hilarious. "Madre de Dios, I have never heard more perfect words. Sad cosplayers. Wow."
She doesn't answer Carol's offer right away, instead opting to pull on shoes, make sure she grabs her wallet, phone, and keys, and shoo Carol out the door so she can lock it. It gives her time to consider the offer. On the one hand, she likes to be able to handle herself. On the other hand, she really really needs a replacement for her costume, because the one she's got is literally this close to falling apart at this point, and she's not skilled enough to make a new one.
"Yeah, I mean, if she's bored one day or something, I wouldn't turn it down," she says finally. It's enough of an acceptance while still keeping her dignity.