09-12-2014, 01:47 AM
"Questions, questions, live a little."
He didn't trust her, not that she blamed him, but her grin was no longer mocking. It was the gleam of a co-conspirator, not the jaws of a trap. Motivation was a tangled shadow under the spotlight of curiosity; he could stare at her as hard as he liked and see little but the thrill of the challenge. Change was her impetus, though probably more selfish goals nestled amongst that. in any case, his submission pleased her, even if it was slightly grudging. The resultant smile was brilliant. "What's divinity without witness? Without worship?"
He didn't trust her, not that she blamed him, but her grin was no longer mocking. It was the gleam of a co-conspirator, not the jaws of a trap. Motivation was a tangled shadow under the spotlight of curiosity; he could stare at her as hard as he liked and see little but the thrill of the challenge. Change was her impetus, though probably more selfish goals nestled amongst that. in any case, his submission pleased her, even if it was slightly grudging. The resultant smile was brilliant. "What's divinity without witness? Without worship?"
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