[Already slumped back in her seat by the time he does; apparently she hadn't expected the textbook glance-back moment. ]
Mmhm...
[ and her anklets spark as though they were of the mind to invoke, but they don't, this time, and she flutters her lashes halfway open again before giving up, as her innocence had
no subject
Mmhm...
[ and her anklets spark as though they were of the mind to invoke, but they don't, this time, and she flutters her lashes halfway open again before giving up, as her innocence had
softer: ] You, too.