He should have known that his words would not alone be enough to make her back off.
"Stop it," he repeated again, a little sharper.
He felt the way her hand moved, the way it coaxed him. And he recognised it. That, perhaps, meant more than he could truly understand. He was noticing, and noticing was good. It was moving forward.
"I know what you're doing, and don't. You can't play my tricks back at me, Reinette."
And it wasn't so much that he thought she was, merely pointing out that he could see.
And then again, perhaps revealing too? "I don't need you to tell me what I already know."
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Date: 2010-04-09 04:30 am (UTC)"Stop it," he repeated again, a little sharper.
He felt the way her hand moved, the way it coaxed him. And he recognised it. That, perhaps, meant more than he could truly understand. He was noticing, and noticing was good. It was moving forward.
"I know what you're doing, and don't. You can't play my tricks back at me, Reinette."
And it wasn't so much that he thought she was, merely pointing out that he could see.
And then again, perhaps revealing too? "I don't need you to tell me what I already know."