[ dextera startles at her dramatic declaration, but it—like many things about him—seems more habitual than out of true fear or worry. he listens to her easily move through the one-sided conversation, and her intuition for what may be going on here is honestly uncanny. but then, maybe dextera is just so used to people not understanding and therefore not caring. the people here have been different. ]
…
[ he glances her way just in time to see his options presented as two fingers. it’s not a trap, she’s not mocking him, she seems to genuinely want to know.
after a pause, his own hand lingering between the two fingers, he reaches out and actually taps the second option. the look on his face is a little more akin to wonder, compared to the stress he had been exhibiting just moments ago. ]
no subject
…
[ he glances her way just in time to see his options presented as two fingers. it’s not a trap, she’s not mocking him, she seems to genuinely want to know.
after a pause, his own hand lingering between the two fingers, he reaches out and actually taps the second option. the look on his face is a little more akin to wonder, compared to the stress he had been exhibiting just moments ago. ]