[ Jean looks up at him and watches only to clamp her mouth shut instead of allowing herself to gasp openly at the push she feels. Something in her flares up minutely, wanting to shove back. But she doesn't, knowing what he's doing. Instead, she'll glare at Anakin. ]
Yeah, I am. Goodnight.
[ And then closes her door firmly in his face. Possibly with a little help from her telekinesis. ]
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Yeah, I am. Goodnight.
[ And then closes her door firmly in his face. Possibly with a little help from her telekinesis. ]