[Her scowl's already darkening at Clarke's continued fry-dunking, because no those things shouldn't go together, though even her judgement over the other girl's culinary choices is getting temporarily shoved aside.
Because she's getting far more hotly judgemental over that next admission. Averages racking up to maybe two hundred?! Rita slams her hands on the table as she stands from her seat, all the better to get up in Clarke's face.]
Just...what the hell are you--how many people have you killed?! Do you even know?!
[Judgement and a small amount of horror that the girl across from her is apparently a mass-murderer.]
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Because she's getting far more hotly judgemental over that next admission. Averages racking up to maybe two hundred?! Rita slams her hands on the table as she stands from her seat, all the better to get up in Clarke's face.]
Just...what the hell are you--how many people have you killed?! Do you even know?!
[Judgement and a small amount of horror that the girl across from her is apparently a mass-murderer.]