[ That murmur of an insult fails to draw any reaction from her other than a languidly raised eyebrow; so he has similar, if more strongly worded, regard for her as Chane has for him. She concentrates on nothing in particular for a long moment, chewing the apple chunk, before her next thought rings out as she peels off her gloves, slides her drink back towards her.
Talking like this is easier.
-Which is, for what it's worth, partially a lie. It doesn't show on her features but the deliberate pacing of her words comes from the effort it takes to organise her thoughts and section off his; she can feel the restrained ire like wind rushing in her ears, his voice nearly drowned out in the midst of it. Above all, she's guarded. Completely unlike when she could talk like this to her father, this is a man to whom she will not reveal herself. There is still secrets to be protected which could be so easily laid out by doing this. It's risky- she cannot let herself be distracted. But she still tries to offer something, to bridge a gap between her and Tonegawa-- to make them even.
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Talking like this is easier.
-Which is, for what it's worth, partially a lie. It doesn't show on her features but the deliberate pacing of her words comes from the effort it takes to organise her thoughts and section off his; she can feel the restrained ire like wind rushing in her ears, his voice nearly drowned out in the midst of it. Above all, she's guarded. Completely unlike when she could talk like this to her father, this is a man to whom she will not reveal herself. There is still secrets to be protected which could be so easily laid out by doing this. It's risky- she cannot let herself be distracted. But she still tries to offer something, to bridge a gap between her and Tonegawa-- to make them even.
I have learned about this power. ]