[ When did something like brushing her hair aside become so natural for the both of them? And why did he feel in necessary to use something that she had grown accustomed to as a means to scold her like a child?
You were worming away from something, Allen. She wasn't stupid. Quite the opposite, in fact. ]
An akuma wielding a sword.
[ Her voice dripped with skepticism. Like she actually knew what she was talking about. She didn't, but it was her own way of bluffing. Pressing. She may not be able to keep up in a card game, but he was quickly moving on to her playing field.
There was never a secret she couldn't figure out, couldn't uncover, couldn't take. She could never steal anything physical, but this. This was her playground. Finding and stealing secrets.
Now, what did she remember from that night? From what he told her? ]
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You were worming away from something, Allen. She wasn't stupid. Quite the opposite, in fact. ]
An akuma wielding a sword.
[ Her voice dripped with skepticism. Like she actually knew what she was talking about. She didn't, but it was her own way of bluffing. Pressing. She may not be able to keep up in a card game, but he was quickly moving on to her playing field.
There was never a secret she couldn't figure out, couldn't uncover, couldn't take. She could never steal anything physical, but this. This was her playground. Finding and stealing secrets.
Now, what did she remember from that night? From what he told her? ]