[ Violet has had her fair share of strange looks from people. Mostly horror or shock, in varying degrees. She recognized the meaning of the looks (typically that she's done something strange), even if she can't place the words to them.
The look the girl gives her is something else entierly, one she can't even begin to guess the meaning of. She's sure she hasn't done anything strange, at least. Violet might be very bad at being a civilian, but she's very good at being a soldier and that's currently what's being called on. ]
Act carefully? [ It's such a strange thing to be told in the midst of a battle, another reminder that she's very far from the war she fought. There's little time for reflection, rifle fire rings out and bullets whiz past them. No time. Violet turns and levels the pistol at the Regency soldier. ]
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The look the girl gives her is something else entierly, one she can't even begin to guess the meaning of. She's sure she hasn't done anything strange, at least. Violet might be very bad at being a civilian, but she's very good at being a soldier and that's currently what's being called on. ]
Act carefully? [ It's such a strange thing to be told in the midst of a battle, another reminder that she's very far from the war she fought. There's little time for reflection, rifle fire rings out and bullets whiz past them. No time. Violet turns and levels the pistol at the Regency soldier. ]