Date: 2009-04-29 02:08 am (UTC)
Of course, he lets her go, giving the briefest thought to the possibility that he did something wrong.

No. No he thinks this is something entirely different.

Without looking away, he shifts the chair and sits, his hands resting on his knees, elbows turned out, his entire awareness focused on her. It's an almost predatory look, but there is a softness around his eyes.

"That bad?" He teases, gently.

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