>>9748007Ash's wrist rolls as a near-finished drink swirls in its glass bottle. Her gaze is cold, but not aggressive or piercing. Her lips move and her face twitches, as if she were struggling with what to say. Her tongue clicks before she finally speaks.
>You know. I'm afraid I have a bit of a knack for commentary.>But I do like actually wrestling.>I haven't been doing a lot of that, though.