[ He absolutely refuses to acknowledge it. If he does he'll have to consider how it's his fault that she's not smiling right, and this is no time. ]
All fun? . . . No. Not all fun.
[ He tilts her chin up with two fingers, almost roughly, considering her. He's not exactly what he remembers, through the fog of two lives lived, and he's not sure what she remembers, or doesn't - what she blames him for, or has forgiven, or never knew. She's made him smile, though. He hadn't expected that. ]
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All fun? . . . No. Not all fun.
[ He tilts her chin up with two fingers, almost roughly, considering her. He's not exactly what he remembers, through the fog of two lives lived, and he's not sure what she remembers, or doesn't - what she blames him for, or has forgiven, or never knew. She's made him smile, though. He hadn't expected that. ]