She could quite literally feel the smugness in his expression. It was coming off Jack in waves. Reinette did not have to look at him to see it, and so her gaze remained trained overhead.
This was not quite admitting she was wrong. But it was very close.
"Will it be blue, you think? Your shirt? I will have to think on that."
It was only after a moment of resistance, in allowing herself to fully comprehend the card that had just been played -- even if it had always been unspoken -- that Reinette allowed Jack's hand to guide her chin.
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Date: 2010-05-24 03:02 am (UTC)This was not quite admitting she was wrong. But it was very close.
"Will it be blue, you think? Your shirt? I will have to think on that."
It was only after a moment of resistance, in allowing herself to fully comprehend the card that had just been played -- even if it had always been unspoken -- that Reinette allowed Jack's hand to guide her chin.
Her eyebrow arched.
"Kid?"