Date: 2007-10-16 07:43 am (UTC)
If there ever was a difficult question. Of course, for someone else it wouldn't be. Or maybe it would, he had no idea. But that word, friend, he had very specific problems with that word. "Friends are a liability in my trade," that was what he had told the Assembler.

"You are one of half a dozen living people to have ever seen my face," he said by way of an answer, making sure to meet her eyes on that. He wasn't certain if the meaning would come across, but it was there. Removing the armor was nearly as intimate as anything else that had happened last night. He should have felt worse about it than he did, but he didn't, not enough despite feeling so overexposed. And that meant something about her.

No, she hadn't been particularly controlled, and did that bring up a slew of mental images he could do without right then. He felt his gaze grow oddly heated under those thoughts and made sure to bow his head away.
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