[ She looks at his basket and hesitates for the span of a breath. He's insisted, so perhaps it would be rude to spurn the gift of his apple? She takes it carefully; her fingers do not brush against his. She has full control of her abilities, of course, but Ego never liked it when she touched him without permission, and so that has stayed with her. ]
No. [ She puts the apple in her basket, and looks back up at him. ] I am Mantis.
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No. [ She puts the apple in her basket, and looks back up at him. ] I am Mantis.