[ but seriously her hands slam on the counter with the kind of force that would make one's heart rattle against their ribcage. What does he know? How does he know it? Does he know that she's not the genteel city girl she's trying so very hard to be right now? She can't help feeling a little panicked ]
[SURE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE NEEDS TO STARE AT THEM
Ah did the choice of name work that well, well that's good, there's a lot of Judahs, except now he has to explain himself.]
About what, you? Well, not too much, only what I was there for? With Lazarus and at Simon's place? I guess that's pretty much what everyone knows now. You were cooking then too, and, ah, very enthusiastic. But I didn't realise you were so strong.
[ She tenses when he mentions those events; in other words, there's a strong possibility that he might have been there (or at least heard things) when Jesus was lecturing her.
Her hands squeak on counter as she pulls back, laughing nervously when he describes her as strong. So he gets his wish of not having her boobs in his face. Congrats, something is going his way for once. ]
Ah. Well. Building muscle is inevitable when one is working to clean a home and care for many people. . . ?
[ Please believe that. It's plausible, right? Everyone else was doing other things and no one helped her. ]
[He doesn't want to be jealous but he is a little. It would have been a lot better for him picking fights with those centurions if he'd been strong. Maybe even the other disciples would respect him more if he weren't so puny!!]
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Ah, it's nice to meet you too. Where are you from?
[She doesn't look the same as that Martha, but still, that doesn't necessarily mean it isn't.]
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It's a really small village near Jerusalem. You've probably never heard of it.
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I remember you.
[He chews on the inside of his lip, absolutely avoiding eyecontact. ...except he can't look down either with that outfit.]
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[ but seriously her hands slam on the counter with the kind of force that would make one's heart rattle against their ribcage. What does he know? How does he know it? Does he know that she's not the genteel city girl she's trying so very hard to be right now? She can't help feeling a little panicked ]
How much do you know??
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Ah did the choice of name work that well, well that's good, there's a lot of Judahs, except now he has to explain himself.]
About what, you? Well, not too much, only what I was there for? With Lazarus and at Simon's place? I guess that's pretty much what everyone knows now. You were cooking then too, and, ah, very enthusiastic. But I didn't realise you were so strong.
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Her hands squeak on counter as she pulls back, laughing nervously when he describes her as strong. So he gets his wish of not having her boobs in his face. Congrats, something is going his way for once. ]
Ah. Well. Building muscle is inevitable when one is working to clean a home and care for many people. . . ?
[ Please believe that. It's plausible, right? Everyone else was doing other things and no one helped her. ]
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Aha, I guess so, yeah.
[He's just. Not so sure it works up that much muscle. Some. But not like this.]
But I mean, I'm still pretty weak myself even so...
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[ shall we go to the gym? We can go to the gym. I can spot you, it'll be great ]
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[He doesn't want to be jealous but he is a little. It would have been a lot better for him picking fights with those centurions if he'd been strong. Maybe even the other disciples would respect him more if he weren't so puny!!]