[Despite the high quality of Leslie's clothing, she's spent more of her life in much rougher clothes, so Nana's clothing probably would take a very long time for Leslie to even notice, let alone judge her for.]
Um, sure! Thank you for setting it up.
[All right, the village boys seemed to have stood about this far back, right? Okay, stone ready, annnnnd throw!
Leslie's attempted underhand throw twists a little as she subconsciously moves her hand away from her body as her arm passes by it, giving it a curve that means that even if she hadn't thrown it too high (she let it go too late and threw it too high), it was already flying off at an angle that meant it was barely over the big flat rock.
She makes a frustrated sound, but shakes her head as she tries not to let it get to her.]
I'll...I'll get it next time! Do you want to take a turn?
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Um, sure! Thank you for setting it up.
[All right, the village boys seemed to have stood about this far back, right? Okay, stone ready, annnnnd throw!
Leslie's attempted underhand throw twists a little as she subconsciously moves her hand away from her body as her arm passes by it, giving it a curve that means that even if she hadn't thrown it too high (she let it go too late and threw it too high), it was already flying off at an angle that meant it was barely over the big flat rock.
She makes a frustrated sound, but shakes her head as she tries not to let it get to her.]
I'll...I'll get it next time! Do you want to take a turn?