Reinette did not blush or defer in the face of his compliment, rather she accepted it as the truth and kept her gaze steadily within his own.
"I am," she agreed, her features once again dressed in an almost-smile.
That was until it compressed itself into a somewhat softer, more thoughtful line. Memories again, both hers and not, swirled like the snow the bite in the air promised.
"What is it that attracts travelers so, to this place. To come and to go." And to leave behind. "You are another one, I suppose. That will take your amusements and yourleave and not be seen again."
It was the closest Reinette would come to speaking about something she held as intensely private. Not even Louis knew, though she knew he suspected there were things she held apart. She knew he was real, had the firmest evidence of that. But oddly enough speaking of his not seemed to promise to make him less so.
"Well then, sightseer of debatable interest -- Captain Harkness -- what shall we do with you today?"
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Date: 2009-11-28 02:58 am (UTC)"I am," she agreed, her features once again dressed in an almost-smile.
That was until it compressed itself into a somewhat softer, more thoughtful line. Memories again, both hers and not, swirled like the snow the bite in the air promised.
"What is it that attracts travelers so, to this place. To come and to go." And to leave behind. "You are another one, I suppose. That will take your amusements and yourleave and not be seen again."
It was the closest Reinette would come to speaking about something she held as intensely private. Not even Louis knew, though she knew he suspected there were things she held apart. She knew he was real, had the firmest evidence of that. But oddly enough speaking of his not seemed to promise to make him less so.
"Well then, sightseer of debatable interest -- Captain Harkness -- what shall we do with you today?"