[ As he fixes his own errors, she continues to fine tune it in places she has not verbally instructed, straightening his arm and pulling at the elbow, so it's as form as can be with his hand to his middle. Then, he is near perfect. As reward she curtsies low, much lower than she should for one like Donny, so that they can meet at eye level. ]
I owe you much, so I deserve no thanks, and my ears will hear of none.
( Head tilted, even as he bows, something bemused playing into his smile. The smile he knows away quickly, embarrassed by himself, because his-- he's pretty sure his smile is stupid looking, before he straightens up smoothly. )
I'll, um. J-just have to b-be-- be sneakier with the thanks, then.
( Donny shut up you're an idiot. He would sigh at himself, but he resists, for the moment. ) And, um. You r-really d-- d-don't owe me anything. I p-promise.
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I owe you much, so I deserve no thanks, and my ears will hear of none.
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I'll, um. J-just have to b-be-- be sneakier with the thanks, then.
( Donny shut up you're an idiot. He would sigh at himself, but he resists, for the moment. ) And, um. You r-really d-- d-don't owe me anything. I p-promise.