[And it's just so happens that Veronica has landed on her ass again. She glared daggers at the ledge, picking herself up and dusting some dirt off her cloak.]
Hmm? Oh, yeah?
[Veronica turned her gaze to Nico, the stitches that crossed over her face creasing as her expression changed to confusion.]
no subject
Hmm? Oh, yeah?
[Veronica turned her gaze to Nico, the stitches that crossed over her face creasing as her expression changed to confusion.]
But they're just ledges.