[She smiles at the wary calculation going on in Aria's eyes. Not the kind of calculation that comes from having been found out but having been hit with something just to the left.
It's not that Penelope didn't always know that Mielle was a horribly entitled and manipulative brat who looked her nose down on just about everyone in the game (and was, in Penelope's opinion, kind of a tragic case of a pathetic little meow meow given the sheer amount of times she fainted), it's just that Penelope is worse. Worse to the point that Mielle seemed to have immediately thought of her as much like Aria.
Unfair, in Penelope's opinion. She's much prettier.]
So you're Mielle's hated enemy, then. I'm Penelope. Lovely to meet you. [She cocks her head.] So, about that drink.
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[She smiles at the wary calculation going on in Aria's eyes. Not the kind of calculation that comes from having been found out but having been hit with something just to the left.
It's not that Penelope didn't always know that Mielle was a horribly entitled and manipulative brat who looked her nose down on just about everyone in the game (and was, in Penelope's opinion, kind of a tragic case of a pathetic little meow meow given the sheer amount of times she fainted), it's just that Penelope is worse. Worse to the point that Mielle seemed to have immediately thought of her as much like Aria.
Unfair, in Penelope's opinion. She's much prettier.]
So you're Mielle's hated enemy, then. I'm Penelope. Lovely to meet you. [She cocks her head.] So, about that drink.