[Elleru glances from Scaramouche to the robots and back again. She doesn't yet get the plan, but if there's one thing she can do, it's dramatically reenact scenes from her favorite novels. She puts a hand to her bosom, her other wrist to her forehead in mock agony.]
Oh~, how hot it is! I feel I am going to faint—
[And with that, she's going to topple toward Scaramouche, fully confident he'll catch her -- and he'd better.]
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Oh~, how hot it is! I feel I am going to faint—
[And with that, she's going to topple toward Scaramouche, fully confident he'll catch her -- and he'd better.]