Re: Shelly, Rhiannon, Noah, and Open to Anyone - Group table
Rhiannon laughed. "Why are you looking at me?"
The hunter was neither a good spokesperson for apologizing after trying to kill someone, nor particularly gifted in social situations. She reached under the table and gave his thigh a squeeze.
"Most of us have probably said that and meant it," she mused, "Yet we all know it doesn't help. Personal is understandable. Random is just rude. Don't you think, Shelly?" She carefully avoided eye contact with her boyfriend.