[Rita doesn't jump (much--okay, there might be a slight jerk) or back away, but her left hand flies behind her back to her magic book, which is secured to her waist with leather straps, while her right hand swats angrily at Jinx's.]
Unlike you, freak, I have a concept of personal space!
[...She's not very creative with the name-calling, but her patience has run out--and the vivid reminder of her death on the island is by no means a distant memory.]
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Unlike you, freak, I have a concept of personal space!
[...She's not very creative with the name-calling, but her patience has run out--and the vivid reminder of her death on the island is by no means a distant memory.]