Re: The Egyptian: Selina/Destiny
Then I suppose we won't be discussing the philosophical nature of my existence. [Which, ultimately, he was fine with. It was a side bar, an addendum to the agenda, and ultimately, not of importance. Whatever warmth existed in her smile was lost on him as he remained reclining, face tilted towards hers as though he was looking at her.
Whatever mask she chose, he would never see, but he did note how fast she was going through her bourbon and offered his untouched glass out to her.] We can talk about Stephanie. [There were some things he would never say about her, not to this woman, not to his sister, not to anyone, but that was true of everyone. It wasn't his duty to tell, only to know and telling caused more problems than it had ever fixed - he'd learned that very early on and never tried again.]
That question isn't one I'm expecting an answer to.