Re: ~fingers~
Orsino was looming over her like a giant, and Penny stared unblinking up at him. She could see up his nose. Something told her that it wouldn't be polite to mention it.
Still, he had stolen the bottle.
"You should share. S'polite to share. And I'm not mean. I'm loooveeely,"
"You're wobbling. Or the floors moving." Scooting over, she propped some cushions underneath her and behind her head. "The floors comfortable and it doesn't move. Or spin. And neither do I."