Re: In-person: Selina & Robert
[Despite her offense, his frown made her chuckle, and there was warmth in it. She knew he wasn't looking at her mouth any longer, and she assumed that was willpower; she was impressed. When his hand curled behind her elbow, she allowed it, and the gaze down to the touch very much said she was letting it happen. Oh, she wasn't scared of him, and if she wanted to? She would pull away. But she didn't, and she let herself feel the strength in the fingers that held her fast. As for the rustle of clothing, she knew; she'd closed the space, after all. He breathed, and she smelled of Gotham - smog, and dark things, ozone and neroli and dark woods that had been polished with oils. Dark scents, and his exhale rustled her hair.]
Have they changed? Or were you just taking Tony Stark's word for the state of my affairs? [Nearly engaged. Hah. But she noticed the added strength of his grip, and she lifted her mossy gaze to his dark one.]
Am I involved with someone? Yes, I'm involved with someone. I also haven't seen him since the holidays. [There, simple, spread out in the negligible space between them, and hurt snug between the syllables.] He remembered Valentine's. Let's see what he remembers next, shall we?