Twee listened to his assessment of the situation with Zmey and nodded slowly in response, twisting a bit of hair between her fingers. "I don't think he knows what he wants," she said. "Enamored, sure. Intrigued, curious, whatever word you want to use for it. I still think he's trying to find out what he can do to unnerve me or scare me because that's what he's used to - people being terrified of him. And I never have been. Even the most terrifying of creatures has a weakness." She just shrugged and dropped the bit of hair, leaning back against her seat again to stare out the front window. "I get bored when men hesitate, though. He's hesitating." She didn't know why he was and she was curious about that, but it didn't really matter. He would move when he was ready to move and she would just wait.
As he answered her question, Twee continued to watch the city go by. She knew they were getting closer just by the way the building started to cluster and take shape in a certain way. "I don't care what people say about me when it comes to you and I. Anything they'd think is true anyhow. You're totally a cradle-robber and I totally have unresolved daddy issues. But when your daddies are brothers, married, sleep together and have no discretion for crossing family lines sexually... You have unresolved issues. I'm sure you understand. Music genres are almost as incestuous as Greeks." She reached in for her phone, checked it, shoved it back in her coat pocket and went on about speaking. "But I don't think it matters. I like you. And... I haven't met many people outside my family I like that much. So I think that's as good a reason as any."