[It's a pity she didn't hear the name he'd called her, because even if it isn't technically her name, Cordelia was still always one of her favorite characters from Shakespeare; the comparison would've been flattering. Cordelia, coeur de leon, the lionheart daughter who told the truth rather than resort to baseless flattery. She'd always liked Cordelia for that. Always found delight in playing out her noble suffering and banishment into the arms of the King of France.
Unfortunately, she's asleep right now, so none of that actually lands. More's the pity.]
Mmmmngrg.
[She mumbles, with great dignity, or at least with as much dignity as a person can have when they're fast asleep in the fucking street.]
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Unfortunately, she's asleep right now, so none of that actually lands. More's the pity.]
Mmmmngrg.
[She mumbles, with great dignity, or at least with as much dignity as a person can have when they're fast asleep in the fucking street.]
Nnnn.