[Her smile rises to her lips by reflex and doesn't match her eyes, her mouth opening with a reflexive rebuttal: I'm fine. But it catches in her throat, because Akechi hadn't believed it, Chuuya hadn't believed it. What would be the point?
So she just shrugs and closes her mouth again, reworking what she wants to say.]
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Date: 2023-05-09 11:05 pm (UTC)So she just shrugs and closes her mouth again, reworking what she wants to say.]
I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours?