Yet her own gazes were as often in his direction as they were toward those that she spoke to. It was something she didn't work to resist, not today. Sybil is content for all of their friends to see the affection she feels, some sort of decision made.
"Are you having fun?" She asks it in all seriousnes, her fingers wrapping around his as she does. "Or is it torture?"
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Date: 2013-12-23 01:32 pm (UTC)"Are you having fun?" She asks it in all seriousnes, her fingers wrapping around his as she does. "Or is it torture?"