[ Hearing her say it can't help but bring a twinge of a smile to Daemon's lips. While she's wavering under her steely resolve, he hasn't taken his eyes off her. Standing in a careless manner set against the cool wall. Looking willfully ignorant of everything between the consequences of his actions to how warm the air feels between them now. So far as stretched such a distance across the room. Neither willing to bend and tread whatever distance lies between them. It feels like the precipice of a fight. A dance of wills, maybe. ]
Lo ao istan issa dΔria ao could udrΔzma issa naejot umbagon. [ Only when he finally speaks does break his gaze to the middle distance of the floor. Making a jape when she'd uttered something more sincere. It's the absence of his gaze that tucks in those hidden truths between his words. If there'd be anyone that might be able to control him, maybe it was her. ]
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Lo ao istan issa dΔria ao could udrΔzma issa naejot umbagon. [ Only when he finally speaks does break his gaze to the middle distance of the floor. Making a jape when she'd uttered something more sincere. It's the absence of his gaze that tucks in those hidden truths between his words. If there'd be anyone that might be able to control him, maybe it was her. ]