[Mikasa just stares at him. She's had years to master the perfect blank expression, one that gives away nothing of what she feels. That was the first thing he'd taught her: how to shield her feelings so that they couldn't be used against her.
She doesn't bother responding to his comment.]
Are you all right?
[The burglar at her feet groans, and she kicks his head hard.]
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Date: 2014-01-03 12:03 am (UTC)She doesn't bother responding to his comment.]
Are you all right?
[The burglar at her feet groans, and she kicks his head hard.]