Look, the show isn't over until the certain falls. [Or one of them falls...] I could still beat you, yet.
[And he says it with an incorrigible smile that he uses to settle himself, to push away the feelings that are still there in him, which have been there all along but which he knows he shouldn't feel. So instead there's this, and he listens to Asra's options. Thick eyebrows pulling together as he thinks it over because this one is harder-- really, any of these could be true.]
Let me see. You'd probably enjoy learning something new. And trying new food sounds...well, they're both things I could easily picture you doing.
[And there's something in his face at that, a vague shadow-- it isn't as though he hasn't pictured what Asra might be doing over the days and weeks and months and years since everything became too dark and ugly to hold on to. As if to chase the thought away, he shakes his head. Perhaps he's clearing away the effects of the alcohol, and nothing more than that.]
The second sounds more like the kind of thing that would ah, that would happen to me...so I'll go with that one. That's the lie.
[Even if a not-insignificant part of him actually wants to be wrong this time, so he can have a teasing retort saved up for some other day, should Asra try to do the same over his own escapades.]
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[And he says it with an incorrigible smile that he uses to settle himself, to push away the feelings that are still there in him, which have been there all along but which he knows he shouldn't feel. So instead there's this, and he listens to Asra's options. Thick eyebrows pulling together as he thinks it over because this one is harder-- really, any of these could be true.]
Let me see. You'd probably enjoy learning something new. And trying new food sounds...well, they're both things I could easily picture you doing.
[And there's something in his face at that, a vague shadow-- it isn't as though he hasn't pictured what Asra might be doing over the days and weeks and months and years since everything became too dark and ugly to hold on to. As if to chase the thought away, he shakes his head. Perhaps he's clearing away the effects of the alcohol, and nothing more than that.]
The second sounds more like the kind of thing that would ah, that would happen to me...so I'll go with that one. That's the lie.
[Even if a not-insignificant part of him actually wants to be wrong this time, so he can have a teasing retort saved up for some other day, should Asra try to do the same over his own escapades.]