[She holds the blade steady for a moment, narrowing her eyes as she considers whether he needs more punishment. Then she withdraws her hand--but leaves the knife where it is, skewering his hand.
After a sigh, Rita regains some of her composure.] Didn't I tell you not to act like an idiot? This is your own fault.
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After a sigh, Rita regains some of her composure.] Didn't I tell you not to act like an idiot? This is your own fault.