( he can probably tell that he's made a mistake almost immediately.
it's worse than the thing that her face just did when he said the words your fans — the only way to avoid coming back to that topic will be to never speak to her again, she will be a glass and a half into a bottle of red wine and emboldened by it, and her curiosity will be irresistible — because it the expression isn't twisting with displeasure or hostility, no. no, this is worse, because though her eyes narrow
the corner of her mouth twitches. she rocks back on her heels, her toes curling against the cold stone underneath them, head tipping to the side as she studies him in an entirely different way. oh, she thinks, and, )
Oh,
( out loud. gwenaëlle, who has trusted herself around bruce wayne zero percent since about thirty seconds after they met in person, closes the small distance between them — stands close enough to be aware of how she's breathing, and doesn't touch him. close enough that there is effort, precise, involved in not touching him. consciousness of the thing. one of her expertly shaped eyebrows rises. so does she, onto her toes. )
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it's worse than the thing that her face just did when he said the words your fans — the only way to avoid coming back to that topic will be to never speak to her again, she will be a glass and a half into a bottle of red wine and emboldened by it, and her curiosity will be irresistible — because it the expression isn't twisting with displeasure or hostility, no. no, this is worse, because though her eyes narrow
the corner of her mouth twitches. she rocks back on her heels, her toes curling against the cold stone underneath them, head tipping to the side as she studies him in an entirely different way. oh, she thinks, and, )
Oh,
( out loud. gwenaëlle, who has trusted herself around bruce wayne zero percent since about thirty seconds after they met in person, closes the small distance between them — stands close enough to be aware of how she's breathing, and doesn't touch him. close enough that there is effort, precise, involved in not touching him. consciousness of the thing. one of her expertly shaped eyebrows rises. so does she, onto her toes. )
And do you?