Re: Log: Iris & Isaac
[She watched the shift and the lean, the change in position. The weight of full attention was almost more than she was comfortable with, and the fingers of her left hand went white with their tightening grip on her right. It caused just a hint of strain around her eyes, the pain cutting through the moment. Her expression was open enough other than that, as she chose her words and drew a small breath to speak them.] I was under the impression that files didn't mind how much I speak. ...or not, as the case may be.