[ ... though the adjustments to his expression are so minor she can only barely sense them, something innate in her sees a difference clear as day, and it sends chills racing down her spine.
His words, too, sink in, and the power vanishes from her hands, which uncurl from their fists. ]
... so he's heard that ... you have nothing to say? That you'd want me to make something up?
The ... only thing you want your best friend to know is that you don't care what he knows?
goddamn
His words, too, sink in, and the power vanishes from her hands, which uncurl from their fists. ]
... so he's heard that ... you have nothing to say? That you'd want me to make something up?
The ... only thing you want your best friend to know is that you don't care what he knows?