the  shield  rolls  her  eyes  softly,  _{arms  folded  tightly  against  her  chest.  “  well…  from  my  mother’s  uterus  doesn’t  really  count  as  stating  a  specific  location,  does  it  ?  “  clever  eyes  follow  his  movement,  like   a  computer  collecting  data.}

           _{he was tempted to say that it was as specific as she was going to get. a taunt of sorts on the tip of his tongue that shifted into a smirk. “you’d never know if it,” he mused out lowly. “even if did… i  doubt it’d matter.”}