[his collection is slowly growing more impressive!!
but ah, an unexpected answer. she's so good at hiding it that he sometimes forgets the little instances in the past where she's shown mild signs of-- not quite a guilt complex, but the self-deprecation, that's certainly there. he inclines his head again; he wouldn't have an answer to her rhetorical question even if it wasn't one.]
A bit of a carefree way to look at things, is it not? [his expression doesn't change, but he makes a sound that resembles a dry laugh. nothing about it changes when she moves to be at eye level with him either, save a mild dip in his brow that most wouldn't notice.]
I disagree. [of course... but that gets a visible reaction from him, even if it's a far cry from surprise or pity or anything even remotely readable. a sense of not being completely alone in his experience is what his face is trying to convey, so naturally the message would be muddled. the hand that had been hovering in the air moves forward, stops again.]
I think we are wired differently there, you know, but I couldn't make an accurate comparison. I'm not human. [forward again, until the very tips of his fingers brush against her cheek.] Why you?
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but ah, an unexpected answer. she's so good at hiding it that he sometimes forgets the little instances in the past where she's shown mild signs of-- not quite a guilt complex, but the self-deprecation, that's certainly there. he inclines his head again; he wouldn't have an answer to her rhetorical question even if it wasn't one.]
A bit of a carefree way to look at things, is it not? [his expression doesn't change, but he makes a sound that resembles a dry laugh. nothing about it changes when she moves to be at eye level with him either, save a mild dip in his brow that most wouldn't notice.]
I disagree. [of course... but that gets a visible reaction from him, even if it's a far cry from surprise or pity or anything even remotely readable. a sense of not being completely alone in his experience is what his face is trying to convey, so naturally the message would be muddled. the hand that had been hovering in the air moves forward, stops again.]
I think we are wired differently there, you know, but I couldn't make an accurate comparison. I'm not human. [forward again, until the very tips of his fingers brush against her cheek.] Why you?