[ He lets her dangle for a couple seconds, just long enough to get through everything she says. And then he relents, grinning at her. ]
Eh. I like you too much to leave.
[ Which is accompanied by such a mix of feelings: amusement, that overwhelming fondness and longing, and a little embarrassment of his own. All the things he can just talk around when no one's touching him, everything that belies the coolness he tries to project and reveals he's actually...you know, someone who feels things. Soft things, no less. ]
[There's a small, fleeting thought that she instantly dismisses—she could ask him if he's okay, really, and know for sure. But that seems almost like a betrayal, and so she doesn't.]
Maybe we should test out the lie detector thing later.
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Eh. I like you too much to leave.
[ Which is accompanied by such a mix of feelings: amusement, that overwhelming fondness and longing, and a little embarrassment of his own. All the things he can just talk around when no one's touching him, everything that belies the coolness he tries to project and reveals he's actually...you know, someone who feels things. Soft things, no less. ]
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You are so full of shit.
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You got a lie detector right here, don'tcha?
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[ Gotta think of a lie, hm. ]
The sky's orange.
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Wow, great one.
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[ For things that matter, he bets it'd work--if only because he might feel mildly uncomfortable somewhere that's normally not visible. ]
What'm I supposed to lie about?
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[There's a small, fleeting thought that she instantly dismisses—she could ask him if he's okay, really, and know for sure. But that seems almost like a betrayal, and so she doesn't.]
Maybe we should test out the lie detector thing later.
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[ probably a good thing, don't press your luck here ]
--guess we'll have to.
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Every year, a little crookeder.
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[She nudges his leg with her foot, a gentle kick. Time for a topic change.]
Did you go through much of the city?
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[ Or the other one. He'll take the subject change, and maybe nudge her back, but she'll need to be a little more specific. ]
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