[ She, as well her water, wavers at his words. It gets her to stop, and manages to make some of her water plummet to the ground. The water keeps it form above the concrete, spreading itself atop the surface until it's called back into the air around her.
Juvia is quiet, not at all thinking about what how she could try and reason with him. But instead, controlling her emotions at his feeling of disgust. Her water begins to contort, slowly morphing from bubbles into a misshapen web of water dangling mid-air. ]
Is there something wrong with Juvia's water?
[ He hit a soft spot of hers-- something she's naturally defensive about. She's poured all her money and life into these enhancements, into this water, and it is something she takes pride in. ]
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Juvia is quiet, not at all thinking about what how she could try and reason with him. But instead, controlling her emotions at his feeling of disgust. Her water begins to contort, slowly morphing from bubbles into a misshapen web of water dangling mid-air. ]
Is there something wrong with Juvia's water?
[ He hit a soft spot of hers-- something she's naturally defensive about. She's poured all her money and life into these enhancements, into this water, and it is something she takes pride in. ]