[ She seems like she's about to enthusiastically talk about her decorating choices, but sputters slightly when he asks the question. For asking him to come talk to her, she's awfully awkward and hesitant to talk about it, apparently. After her half-start, she sighs, her shoulders sinking, and Diva just turns her eyes to her lap instead. ]
Hey, Garry...
[ How could she even start? Actually, what had she even really wanted to say? Now that he's sitting next to her, she's having difficulty thinking of it, because she's such a straight-forward person. But she knows by now that she can't just demand that he not see her sister. ]
Did— Did I ever tell you about my sister? I don't quite remember.
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Hey, Garry...
[ How could she even start? Actually, what had she even really wanted to say? Now that he's sitting next to her, she's having difficulty thinking of it, because she's such a straight-forward person. But she knows by now that she can't just demand that he not see her sister. ]
Did— Did I ever tell you about my sister? I don't quite remember.