<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/gNwY8ZO.jpg)</div><strong>Seras Goreev</strong><br/>Human Fighter - Lvl 1<br/><strong>HP</strong>:  21 / 25<br/><strong>XP</strong>:  1 / 8<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>:  I'm not tsundere,<em>you're</em>tsundere!<hr/>"'Shortcake' has not once been on the menu." Seras responded neutrally, trying her level best to deadpan the response so as not to entice Isma into more tom foolery.  Though, in truth, she wasn't certain that playing the straight woman in the crimson fool's comedy act was any better, "Besides, you've still got a big piece of angel food to work through, it seems." she added, tipping her head back with a smirk.<br/><br/>Seras didn't have the benefit of Isma's long stride, so, while she wasn't sauntering it wasn't possible for her to casually open the distance between the two of them.  Internally, she sighed.  She worked around her height, and she doubted many people would consider it a disadvantage when the full weight of her armor bowled into their legs at a charge, but there were definitely times when she wished she had more ...<em>presence</em>.<br/><br/>"There's no need to pay me back anyway.  It's not like I acted out of kindness." she huffed slightly at that.  As<em>if</em>a Warsworn would act on such a frivilous motivation.  Laughable.  What did she look like, a disciple of Ciela?<br/><br/>"Tsk ... you and Yulia both now." she grumbled under her breath, "I'm not made of rags and fluff, I can handle a shallow wound like this long enough to get down to the well." she added a bit indignantly.