damia ravin speaks fluent sarcasm (contrabandist) wrote in emillion, |
There had been a comment lingering on her tongue, desperate to be said, something about how she wouldn't really admit to dreaming about anyone to their face (though, it would be a lie to say she hadn't once or twice dreamt of Cian over the months) but it miraculously went unsaid. She snorted at his choice of word.
"Yes, we had a very pleasant discussion. I would say don't expect to see him around again, because you know how rats function." Her eyes fell back to him. "Shall I leave you to stare at broken, empty buildings? I can think of more interesting pasttimes, so try not to stare for too long."
The smile Damia offered, strangely enough, was a touch more genuine than her previous.