[Now that gets her attention. Once is an incident, twice is... well, probably not intentional, since she doesn't think to look up at him. She glances around with a quirked eyebrow.]
[That's... odd. There isn't a breeze, and she's not sitting directly beneath a tree. How peculiar.]
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[That's... odd. There isn't a breeze, and she's not sitting directly beneath a tree. How peculiar.]