No one gets the poor girl except Edward…

So, okay.  At the risk of spoiling my own latest chapter, I’m going to address an issue that some of the reviewers very kindly expressed their confusion about.  (This is as opposed to the people who just flame.  I’m not addressing them.)  Right.  So…

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I am so sore. Note to self: Do not attempt to play capoeira while actively training for ten mile run.

Viktor: That vos not smart idea, Sarah.
Sare: Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Viktor: And now? How do you feel, now?
Sare: ::glaring at muse in pathetic fashion:: Terrible, thanks. Every major muscle group hurts, including my intercostals (damn cartwheelie things), as you very well know.
Viktor: Vill get vorse tomorrow.
Sare: Again, thanks.
Viktor: But vill get better after.
Sare: Oh, joy.
Viktor: Relax. Tranquilo.
Sare: How do you know about tranquilopa?
Viktor: I talk to your sister. Don’t change subject. Write something, okay? It make you feel better. Is okay, Sarah. Is okay.

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