[Hey, she'd done her job! And she'd go back to it. Eventually. When she was supposed to--for all her stubborn independent streak, Nessa knew better than to try to put one over on the Ringmaster and her ilk. It wasn't just good business sense. Self-preservation was a part of it, too.
Still, it's a flash of gratitude that Nessa shoots Koel, followed by a quick smile.]
You're not far off the mark. Even my drumsticks were startin' to look good, hey? Thanks!
[and it'd almost be rude to not dig in ASAP, so Nessa wastes no time in poking her nose into that bag, either.]
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Still, it's a flash of gratitude that Nessa shoots Koel, followed by a quick smile.]
You're not far off the mark. Even my drumsticks were startin' to look good, hey? Thanks!
[and it'd almost be rude to not dig in ASAP, so Nessa wastes no time in poking her nose into that bag, either.]