Maxine looks at Margaret with mild worry. She's starting to feel a little trapped here- and this, this whole talking with layers upon layers, it's exactly the sort of thing she dislikes about these events.
From the moment Margaret surprised her at the fountain, Maxine has felt like the conversation has slowly tilted more and more away from her comfort zone.
"I can hope," she finally says, nodding with a brief smile. She brings her mask up and begins tying it back on, both to help hide her expression and to give her something to do with her hands.
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Maxine looks at Margaret with mild worry. She's starting to feel a little trapped here- and this, this whole talking with layers upon layers, it's exactly the sort of thing she dislikes about these events.
From the moment Margaret surprised her at the fountain, Maxine has felt like the conversation has slowly tilted more and more away from her comfort zone.
"I can hope," she finally says, nodding with a brief smile. She brings her mask up and begins tying it back on, both to help hide her expression and to give her something to do with her hands.