She didn't believe him, but she smiled at him as if he'd offered her the very best compliment.
It creeped her out that he knew her name. He'd been talking. He was ever so good at that.
She leaned against a wall, looking down at him. "Stay awhile, lovely. Read it t'me, an' I'll burn it now."
There was more confidence in the line of her body now, likely thanks to the job. There was more danger in the unknown, to her, than there was in the chance of some group or other who would have her killed should they find her snooping. That sort of risk, she was used to and comfortable with.
But her personal space? That was an affront she wouldn't forgive him any time soon. That reality was hidden in the depths of her smile, in the way it altered the shape of her face and didn't quite reach her eyes.
There were choices, and she'd made hers long ago.
It creeped her out that he knew her name. He'd been talking. He was ever so good at that.
She leaned against a wall, looking down at him. "Stay awhile, lovely. Read it t'me, an' I'll burn it now."
There was more confidence in the line of her body now, likely thanks to the job. There was more danger in the unknown, to her, than there was in the chance of some group or other who would have her killed should they find her snooping. That sort of risk, she was used to and comfortable with.
But her personal space? That was an affront she wouldn't forgive him any time soon. That reality was hidden in the depths of her smile, in the way it altered the shape of her face and didn't quite reach her eyes.
There were choices, and she'd made hers long ago.
