Mhm. If I wear shoes, it'd be like someone putting a thin piece of fabric over your face. You could still see, but it'd be a lot harder to make things out. So if there's a smell, you're gonna have to deal with it. [She grins widely before letting it fall into a more sober expression.]
Still, it's gotta stink. You don't strike me as the type to enjoy this sorta thing.
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Still, it's gotta stink. You don't strike me as the type to enjoy this sorta thing.