[Vander just sits there and stares right back at her in that initial stretch of silence. He’s not sure what he was expecting, as this just seems to be more of the same thing he’s gotten for… however many days it’s been at this point.
Right up until it isn’t.
It draws a laugh from him, short and soft. He closes his eyes for just a moment, lips almost—but not quite—turning up into a sad smile.]
And you can talk after all, it seems.
[When he opens his eyes again, he watches her with hesitant interest. This is different. Not sure if it’s a good or a bad thing.]
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Right up until it isn’t.
It draws a laugh from him, short and soft. He closes his eyes for just a moment, lips almost—but not quite—turning up into a sad smile.]
And you can talk after all, it seems.
[When he opens his eyes again, he watches her with hesitant interest. This is different. Not sure if it’s a good or a bad thing.]