[ She doesn't feel bad, most of the time, for the lies she tells, the tales she waves and the destruction she so frequently leaves behind.
But there's a twinge there, the first one in a long time, as he so earnestly offers to help, and gives a reason better than she thought he would - even if she can't quite believe it, her head tilting in flat observation of him. ]
[ That takes her surprise, as she looks up at him under the thick line of her lashes, dark against her cheek, before they flick up to fix on him completely. The rise of her brow, briefly with it. ]
I gathered, [ he says dryly before rubbing at his face briefly. The woman was proud. He would not fault her for that, but her response gives him little to work with if she wanted his help. ]
The offer stands, should you decide it worth trying to salvage what remains.
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But there's a twinge there, the first one in a long time, as he so earnestly offers to help, and gives a reason better than she thought he would - even if she can't quite believe it, her head tilting in flat observation of him. ]
And you would ask for nothing in return?
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[ So no. No requests beyond what he has already made of her. ]
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I'm surprised.
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The offer stands, should you decide it worth trying to salvage what remains.