[She doesn't think she needs to. After everything—after being shown his eye—she can't bring herself to truly consider him an enemy. Even when he yelled and lashed out, he never tried to harm her. She wants to trust him more than she feels like suspecting some grand long-con. The fact of the matter is, she does trust him, on a level so deep she doesn't particularly feel the need to make grand gestures to show it.
Well, not consciously, anyways.]
Yeah, you're right.
[She wrinkles her nose up at him.]
After we clear this, I'm sure I won't be whining this much.
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Well, not consciously, anyways.]
Yeah, you're right.
[She wrinkles her nose up at him.]
After we clear this, I'm sure I won't be whining this much.