Lyla

(elegant; offended)

I could never! Wearing that-that monstrosity would be fashion suicide!

Lyla

(bitter)

Do not give me that look! You’d be the exact same way if this country- … (quickly shuts up; closed off) Nevermind. I just don’t have pleasant memories here.

Lyla

(serious; darkly)

These mountains are dangerous. Trust me. You do not want to go through this pass. Instead, let’s go into the forest. (pause [imagine she’s being looked at weird]; sassy) Is it so hard to believe that I would voluntarily mess up my dress? Hm? (pause; annoyed) Ugh, you guys are just-are just unbelievable!