"It's not that cold," she protests -- but she's not pulling her hand away.
Part of that's a certain light-headed fatalism she's starting to feel about this whole encounter, a sense that if he means her harm, he's already had the chance a dozen times over. Part of it's the other thing she's starting to feel: a wary, reluctant liking for him.
After a pause: "So what do you know about the Watchers' Council?"
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Date: 2008-09-01 10:30 pm (UTC)Part of that's a certain light-headed fatalism she's starting to feel about this whole encounter, a sense that if he means her harm, he's already had the chance a dozen times over. Part of it's the other thing she's starting to feel: a wary, reluctant liking for him.
After a pause: "So what do you know about the Watchers' Council?"