[ He snorts at that and makes this whole show of getting more comfortable in his chair; tossing his hair back out of his face and folding his arms delicately at the wrists where they rest on his crossed legs. He gives her a look that's too warm to be entirely suspicious, but not soft enough to be amused. ]
Right now?
[ Well, there's plenty he could talk about - everything he'd seen and felt with Reno, the mental pictures conjured in his head when he'd spoken with Louis - but somehow it feels strange to say all that to her. ]
Wouldn't it be odd to hear me talk about your fellow citizens like that?
[ He asks, a slight smile curling his lips. He could always fantasize about her, he supposes. ]
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Right now?
[ Well, there's plenty he could talk about - everything he'd seen and felt with Reno, the mental pictures conjured in his head when he'd spoken with Louis - but somehow it feels strange to say all that to her. ]
Wouldn't it be odd to hear me talk about your fellow citizens like that?
[ He asks, a slight smile curling his lips. He could always fantasize about her, he supposes. ]