[Blue eyes widening, Lys goes absolutely still at the gentle touch, mouth opening slightly — just a fraction, enough to flash a sliver of pink tongue as she breathes out.
There's a heady moment of silence. And then:]
You.
[Her suddenly surprised and painfully awkward expression practically screams that she doesn't even know what she means by that. And yet, the deepening flush across her cheekbones suggests that a small part of her might just have some idea.]
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There's a heady moment of silence. And then:]
You.
[Her suddenly surprised and painfully awkward expression practically screams that she doesn't even know what she means by that. And yet, the deepening flush across her cheekbones suggests that a small part of her might just have some idea.]