"What are you doing here, Marcel?" Arianna asked, her chin jutted out defiantly with her arms wrapped across her chest to stop her breast from "misbehaving" and thankfully she was wearing a bra; Marcel didn't notice that.
She appeared to look nonchalant when in reality her emotions were raging inside of her. Marcel had always looked good but this morning he looked to be exceptionally "tasty" plus the fact she was going on this mission where she wasn't sure of returning safely. Arianna suddenly wished she had more time to spend with him.
She blamed herself.
