Sean Lockwood looked down and saw that she was filthy... Being something of a neat freak, he instinctively dropped her on the ground.
Jocelyn Grant grimaced in pain, but since she was still pretending to be unconscious, she lay on the ground without moving or waking up.
'What kind of man has no chivalry at all, just dropping me on the ground like that?'
'All the men I've ever met would be beside themselves with pity the moment I cried in front of them. The trick has never failed. Yet today, someone just tossed me onto the ground.' Jocelyn Grant's impression of him had soured considerably.
'Is there something wrong with this man's eyes? He can't be blind like that Demon Cultivator who's always with Celeste Grant, can he?'
Just as she was thinking this, she heard him speak.
"What a stench."
Jocelyn Grant's expression stiffened, her feigned unconsciousness almost breaking.
'He actually said I stink.'
