[Mara audibly groans. Who taught this kid to- to anything? With annoynce clear in her voice,] And have you considered for a moment eating things that will make you less sick, not more?
[Because she has no boundaries, Mara reaches down to snatch the soda out of Sam's hand. She sniffs it, and grimaces.]
no subject
[Because she has no boundaries, Mara reaches down to snatch the soda out of Sam's hand. She sniffs it, and grimaces.]
This won't help.