action;
[ Miwako lets out a little yelp - THAT was unexpected! She stops dead in her tracks, and cries back to him desperately: ]
I'm sorry! [ A small pause, staring at him and looking distraught - what a grouchy crossdresser... It's probably foolish of her to think everyone would be as sweet and elegant and ladylike as Isabella. So, she corrects herself. ]