[ she recognizes him - completely - the second he touches her. perhaps it's the vantage, maybe the angle, maybe just the subconscious reminded of how he'd knelt in front of her and cradled her heels last time they'd conversed. and perhaps it's none of those, or all of them, but it's sudden and shocking; unreal in the sense she had never expected to see him again and had told herself it was okay to forget.
but that had been stupid. there would always be lonely people in the world and so long as they had money, there would always be escorts in the world - and at supposedly high class business functions. her mouth conforms to the shape of soft 'oh' as he wipes the strawberry and chocolate mess from the bottom of her shoe, but by the time he stands and is smirking at her, she's composed herself an excellent, blank facade. faux confusion furrows her brow and suspicion purses her lips, but she nods at him cordially all the same. ]
Fine, [ she drawls smoothly. there's a perfectly timed pause after the drawn out word, and then lydia's cocking her head and clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, all superiority and vibrato. ] Who are you again?
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but that had been stupid. there would always be lonely people in the world and so long as they had money, there would always be escorts in the world - and at supposedly high class business functions. her mouth conforms to the shape of soft 'oh' as he wipes the strawberry and chocolate mess from the bottom of her shoe, but by the time he stands and is smirking at her, she's composed herself an excellent, blank facade. faux confusion furrows her brow and suspicion purses her lips, but she nods at him cordially all the same. ]
Fine, [ she drawls smoothly. there's a perfectly timed pause after the drawn out word, and then lydia's cocking her head and clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, all superiority and vibrato. ] Who are you again?