[The track of his hands is chased by some quiet flick of her attention. When it circles back to his face, there's something marginally less guarded in the height of Fitcher's eyebrows and the turn of her mouth—a gambler who's done all the calculations she's able to and now finds herself with nothing left but to make a play and see what falls out.]
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Date: 2022-07-22 08:15 pm (UTC)Should I do up my buttons?