The casual banter between Kruffle and our heroine continues, as does her subtle efforts to extricate herself from what is becoming an increasingly tense situation: at least as far as she's concerned. Kruffle just seems to like having someone to talk to about the minutiae of daily life in the oppressive land of Klomp. The simple act of folding her arms seems to be too much for her pilfered uniform, causing what seems to be a catastrophic failure in the back region. Oh well, at least it's facing away, that's something. Hopefully her day will brighten up after this.
I'm certainly getting my practice in drawing shredded cloth in these last few pages, a few more and I may be ready to draw a She-Hulk comic.
Legmuscle
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