[There's something cautiously knowing in his eyes as he looks up towards the camera, recognizing the dismissal with more ease than before. He doesn't say anything, but the way he smiles carries some intrigue, and a bit of disappointment, buried beneath. He can't fault her for her secrets, she probably has her reasons. Even so.
Her proximity is a distraction, a moment later- with her so close, he can smell the sylleblossoms, and for a moment he just closes his eyes. Okay. It's okay.]
It looks good, [he says when he opens his eyes again, instead of calling her out, or mentioning the flowers again, or anything else.] It's way better than anything I thought to do with it. Thanks... I owe you one.
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Her proximity is a distraction, a moment later- with her so close, he can smell the sylleblossoms, and for a moment he just closes his eyes. Okay. It's okay.]
It looks good, [he says when he opens his eyes again, instead of calling her out, or mentioning the flowers again, or anything else.] It's way better than anything I thought to do with it. Thanks... I owe you one.