"You are not going to cut one of my bras!" Valkyrie said, twisting a bit to glare at him. You didn't just go around cutting a girl's bra because you couldn't get it undone.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get the right size, color, and style out of the clothing box? Look, just see if they tied it or used the clasp."
It may have seen like an odd thing to argue about in a time of crisis, but Valkyrie hardly considered this a crisis. Strange, stuffed animal monsters attacking her were hardly going to rate above her mild hangover and certainly not above the pain of having to try and find another bra to replace the one that Percy was about to destroy.
"And I don't mean to alarm you, but the things you decapitated are totally not dead. Also, it's Valkyrie, not Val."
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"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get the right size, color, and style out of the clothing box? Look, just see if they tied it or used the clasp."
It may have seen like an odd thing to argue about in a time of crisis, but Valkyrie hardly considered this a crisis. Strange, stuffed animal monsters attacking her were hardly going to rate above her mild hangover and certainly not above the pain of having to try and find another bra to replace the one that Percy was about to destroy.
"And I don't mean to alarm you, but the things you decapitated are totally not dead. Also, it's Valkyrie, not Val."