daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
Nodding rather passively, Daphne stirred her soup once more and looked down at it. "Just curious," She said quietly, before pushing back the container and reaching for the other thermos of pumpkin juice. Watching him fidget, Daphne smirked behind the rim of her pumpkin juice. It was hard to tell if he was uncomfortable, or just nervous. Daphne felt awkward, especially since she wasn't drunk. She didn't know if she should be guarding herself, or just enjoying the lunch outside... in the cold.
Nodding towards the sandwich, she placed the thermos down and pushed the plate towards him. "Here, have my half, I'm full." Technically it was true, Daphne wasn't much of an eater. Just look at her! She was thin as a pole, mostly elbows and knees with subtle curves and legs to die for. She definitely took after her mother in the looks department.
"Tell me about your family, what are your parents like? You have a sister, yes? What's her name?" For once, Daphne seemed genuinely interested, or was she just putting up a front to seem that way? Her motives behind the questions were more selfish then they seemed. She was trying to figure out what they would like as gifts, winter hols were just around the corner, she would have to get creative to think of something for them.