[Yours are the same... He's right. She knows that, and he does too. There's the tiniest twitch - like Celeste's about to furrow her brows and stops herself, and her expression is smooth again. If he blinked at the wrong time or took a sip of his coffee he would miss it. It's not that she thinks he's outright lying.
It's just that she doesn't believe him.]
Very well. [She sips from her own cup to hide her face, regroup. Good thing too, because his question... She can either admit something she very very much doesn't want to. Or she can lie. Her heartbeat threatens to race for a moment, embarrassed about the urge and unable to do anything else. The cup returns to its saucer and she props up her temple on one hand.]
If he is, than so am I. The more... official way of doing things here is not quite my usual method. He asked, I accepted. Why do you need to know?
[A sidestep, no outright lies yet but that can easily change. Damn him for seeing through her the way he does.]
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He's right. She knows that, and he does too. There's the tiniest twitch - like Celeste's about to furrow her brows and stops herself, and her expression is smooth again. If he blinked at the wrong time or took a sip of his coffee he would miss it. It's not that she thinks he's outright lying.
It's just that she doesn't believe him.]
Very well. [She sips from her own cup to hide her face, regroup. Good thing too, because his question... She can either admit something she very very much doesn't want to. Or she can lie. Her heartbeat threatens to race for a moment, embarrassed about the urge and unable to do anything else. The cup returns to its saucer and she props up her temple on one hand.]
If he is, than so am I. The more... official way of doing things here is not quite my usual method. He asked, I accepted. Why do you need to know?
[A sidestep, no outright lies yet but that can easily change. Damn him for seeing through her the way he does.]