“Ma’am, please keep moving.” The flight attendant’s tone wasn’t rude, but it was precise. Procedural. Alyssa flushed slightly, realizing she was probably blocking the aisle in trying to keep talking to the mother.
“Sorry,” Alyssa said, stepping forward immediately. She was generally a conscientious person, and she felt embarrassed at being called out. The attendant watched her move, eyes following her longer than necessary before shifting attention to the next passenger.