The curl of her mouth turns somewhat impish as her head tucks in forward the slightest touch before her hand shifts, fist curls below it, at her chin. Honestly, she's pleased to be surprised when he doesn't fluster and choose a side or stumble between how not to say yes and not to say no, for either pothole that might contain. If he doesn't shine up, just the smallest bit in it, too.
That wonder, that smile, even when his mouth is just the best sort of we only play with the razor side of our knives here.
Admission-concession and taunting rebuke, all in one.
A few more points for the comeback king.
"Mmm." It's a slight sound as she presses her lips together. Still leaned close but had not shifted her arms from the space right in front of her. You don't always with their kind, not the first time they come in those doors for sure, and he's already proven himself to have touchy edges he'd have kept hidden. But he's still here, still met it. Meeting it. Again.
Instead, that fist at her chin shifts, as does her other arm, coming up, and she laces her fingers together under her chin as a rest instead. Her words placed almost like a poker chip. "Convenient non-answer compliment."
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That wonder, that smile, even when his mouth is just the best sort of
we only play with the razor side of our knives here.
Admission-concession and taunting rebuke, all in one.
A few more points for the comeback king.
"Mmm." It's a slight sound as she presses her lips together. Still leaned close but had not shifted her arms from the space right in front of her. You don't always with their kind, not the first time they come in those doors for sure, and he's already proven himself to have touchy edges he'd have kept hidden. But he's still here, still met it. Meeting it. Again.
Instead, that fist at her chin shifts, as does her other arm, coming up, and she laces her fingers together under her chin as a rest instead. Her words placed almost like a poker chip. "Convenient non-answer compliment."