["Worm" is pretty close enough to what species the dealer is- a worm with some impressively muscular arms. Six of them. One hand of which he uses to flip a rude gesture their way before returning to what he was doing.
Hayame's hands grasp weakly for the railing she'd collided with, her breath returning as she uses that leverage to flip her heavy hind end back onto her stomach to get her legs under her. They shake slightly at first, and she gives up standing for the moment, not wanting the other prisoners, nor Odinson to see her struggling... her head down, dark hair still not enough to obscure the "0" glowing on her forehead.]
It is fine-
[Rasps, white knuckled on the railing. Even though it's not fine, it's anything but fine, it's a disgrace, one she would normally demand answer to, but if this continued the guards would come, it would spook others, and she'd never get what she needed-]
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Hayame's hands grasp weakly for the railing she'd collided with, her breath returning as she uses that leverage to flip her heavy hind end back onto her stomach to get her legs under her. They shake slightly at first, and she gives up standing for the moment, not wanting the other prisoners, nor Odinson to see her struggling... her head down, dark hair still not enough to obscure the "0" glowing on her forehead.]
It is fine-
[Rasps, white knuckled on the railing. Even though it's not fine, it's anything but fine, it's a disgrace, one she would normally demand answer to, but if this continued the guards would come, it would spook others, and she'd never get what she needed-]
Leave it be.