[He covers his mouth with his hand, eyes wide. And then he feels dumb. That sentence doesn't really deserve that kind of reaction. What if Kavi thinks he doesn't want to do it at all? That isn't the answer he expected, though he's honestly not sure what to expect from Kavi; the elf's never been good at reading people, being a severely sheltered shut-in, and Kavi has been strange from the beginning.]
-- I'll do it! [-- before Kavi's even finished. Something about refugees? He feels the color rising to his cheeks, and tries his best to look determined. He will brook no argument on this (why would Kavi argue?).]
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-- I'll do it! [-- before Kavi's even finished. Something about refugees? He feels the color rising to his cheeks, and tries his best to look determined. He will brook no argument on this (why would Kavi argue?).]
I will do it. You must let me do it!