Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

"I regret nothing." It was answer that she likely expected, and it was delivered with absolute certainty and no hesitation. People had died to buy him his present "freedom" and he would kill countless more to keep it that way. None of that bothered him, and she had already expressed admiration for his determined nature in the past, going so far as to state that it was mutual.

It didn't seem like he had blinked since her hand had met his chin. "How about you refuse to hesitate too?" It was a cheeky invitation and that much was obvious, but it did tie in seamlessly to the choice of conversation they were engaged in. As if anticipating that she might shift further, his hand had already taken up residence on her hip for support, or perhaps encouragement.

He had his questions but they could take a backseat for the moment. She could see that it was there, and maybe even sense it, so in some way the request for clarity and reason for her sudden shift in behavior had been made wordlessly.

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