Re: hugh & hannah
Hannah wasn't ashamed. She was programmed to feel no shame at all, and she didn't. The color that made her cheeks brighter was a result of interest, of pleasure, and not of embarrassment. Her smile, the one she gave him when she leaned close to tell him about the smut, it was teasing, and her lowered voice was just an indication that she knew Repose was a little bit repressed. Okay, okay, Repose was very gay and a lot repressed.
"A woman! Like Miss Havisham, and he jilted her at the altar. Maybe she threw herself out of the window in the attic, and so she haunts the house in her moldering white dress," she suggested, getting all caught up in the story that spilled from her lips.