[ Okay, so the siblings thing is enough to lower her guard a little bit, if only because she's so weak to siblings. But... still. There's nothing she hates more than being treated like a child—she's hated it ever since she even was a child, and that's a hard prejudice to break.
On the other hand, she knows that JJ's trying to help. To take care of her, even if she's loath to admit that she needs it. And so she can't feel annoyed with him, though she still manages a stubborn pout without any of the ire. ]
Really, Jean-Jacques, I insist. I am not an invalid.
[ Though she does adjust her grip so that she's holding the container in one hand, closer to her face. And because I actually googled how soup is eaten properly for this for some reason, you can fucking bet she eats it properly, scooping the soup away from her and scraping the underside of her spoon lightly against the edge of the container so that it doesn't drip before bringing it to her mouth. ]
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On the other hand, she knows that JJ's trying to help. To take care of her, even if she's loath to admit that she needs it. And so she can't feel annoyed with him, though she still manages a stubborn pout without any of the ire. ]
Really, Jean-Jacques, I insist. I am not an invalid.
[ Though she does adjust her grip so that she's holding the container in one hand, closer to her face. And because I actually googled how soup is eaten properly for this for some reason, you can fucking bet she eats it properly, scooping the soup away from her and scraping the underside of her spoon lightly against the edge of the container so that it doesn't drip before bringing it to her mouth. ]
Mm! It is delicious!