[Little does he know he hasn't particularly said anything wrong, just a few disappointing things. And now he's said something that makes her eyes brighten a bit.]
Mm, me too. I wonder if there's a word for it that neither of us know. [Her eyes slowly slide to the side, a movement that's only noticeable if he's really paying close attention. And once again... silence.]
Are you an artist? [The seemingly random question definitely demands an answer; even though her eyes have dropped half-shut, she's watching him rather carefully. More that looking inside him, actually.]
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Mm, me too. I wonder if there's a word for it that neither of us know. [Her eyes slowly slide to the side, a movement that's only noticeable if he's really paying close attention. And once again... silence.]
Are you an artist? [The seemingly random question definitely demands an answer; even though her eyes have dropped half-shut, she's watching him rather carefully. More that looking inside him, actually.]