Frances went with a facepalm, because she was 90% sure that's what he wanted to do but lacked the required palm to do it himself. She kept from smiling too much, she knew it'd be irritating to be considered adorable in this predicament (he still was). Sighing, she sat there and looked around as rabbit had an inner screaming fit and looked around. "I suppose that me cleaning this up would only lead to more trouble. And I'm sure Orlen'd be fine with swinging by, but it'd suck to have him fix this," she reasoned out loud. "Could go to the kitchen, scope out the veggie crisper."
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