“Oh?” Evan responded. “Please elaborate then, my dangerous companion. I should like to know some of the intense encounters you have in your daily life.” He felt that over-dramatizing the situation in a teasing way could help eliminate any focus on his personal secrets and the truth their conversation was beginning to settle around. “At any rate, I naturally flatter myself. It’s part of being a Slytherin, you know. We’re raised with the instruction to compliment ourselves frequently. It keeps us from suffering from low self esteem,” he said with mock-seriousness.
Something about Elizabeth brought out an otherwise unseen sense of humor. He felt oddly comfortable around her, which was dangerous and added tremendously to their risk. He caught himself saying things he otherwise would’ve never mentioned or thinking things he knew he shouldn’t. Back in the present, however, he couldn’t resist the look of amused disbelief that entered his expression at her terribly obvious save. “Again, I must point out your inability to lie…”