[Åsa takes just a moment to process that before her cheeks go pink, flustered and embarassed.] What did you make me say I am? [She doesn't think that Siiri would make her say anything mean, but it was almost certainly something embarrassing judging from Siiri's reaction. She can't resist the urge to hide her face in her hands, hiding from Siiri, and hiding her blush from her.]
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