[ She lifts one eyebrow very slightly, offering her wrist into his hand as if bestowing a gift. Her pulse is slow and steady, but the arm under his fingertips is completely tense. ]
Goodness. What are you looking for...?
[ Although the quick glance she casts the drink again says she thinks she knows. ]
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Goodness. What are you looking for...?
[ Although the quick glance she casts the drink again says she thinks she knows. ]