He misses great swaths of subtlety through the sheer force of his unwillingness to look at her. Only once the words how happy have ben jettisoned into the mix does he hazard to check in as if at knife point, half-expecting to see her face blossoming open into the toothy flay of some nightmare serpent’s jaws --
Her voice fade’s back in through the dread in his pulse.
She’s just enthusiastic. He looks away again.
Library theft is an under-rated means to an education, particularly for people so old -- his brow pinches -- Wysteria Poppell can’t possibly be in her 30s. Is this a compliment?
“Yes,” he finds himself agreeing in his utter befuddlement, delay spun two-fold over confusion and the liquor cobwebbed over all systems.
“Are you aware of my role in your attempted assassination?”
no subject
Her voice fade’s back in through the dread in his pulse.
She’s just enthusiastic. He looks away again.
Library theft is an under-rated means to an education, particularly for people so old -- his brow pinches -- Wysteria Poppell can’t possibly be in her 30s. Is this a compliment?
“Yes,” he finds himself agreeing in his utter befuddlement, delay spun two-fold over confusion and the liquor cobwebbed over all systems.
“Are you aware of my role in your attempted assassination?”