Re: Log: Evie and Sebastian
"You may be a terrible liar, but Wren has the uncanny ability to read me like an open book. I'm no better in regard to her." But he grinned nonetheless, co-conspirators in the game of Wren.
Sebastian led the way further into the shop, away from the groups that had gathered and towards the bar instead. "White or red? Sweet or dry?" he asked as he pulled out two glasses and began looking at the bottles in preparation for her answer. "And Wren didn't say that you were a mother. How old is your kid?" He had nothing against the state of her life, dead boyfriend and kid lumped together. Everyone had their own baggage they carried around, himself included, so who was he to start throwing judgement around?