( she doesn't sigh but the lack of happiness with his answer is palpable not just in the way her expression shifts, but in her words. in her demeanour, in the entire way she holds herself and forms her response.
marc doesn't quite roll his eyes, but there's a moment where his gaze remains fixed away from lottie, a pointed moment where he decides just how he wants to reply — and if he wants to reply at all. a wave of a hand and a dismissive sure and the conversation would be over as simply, as easily as it'd started, but it's bordering on frustrating, the petulance, the entitlement—.
and so he turns, weight shifting as he leans forward just a touch, brown eyes settling on her. studying, weighing up. )
How dirty are you prepared to get? Because that's what you're asking.
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marc doesn't quite roll his eyes, but there's a moment where his gaze remains fixed away from lottie, a pointed moment where he decides just how he wants to reply — and if he wants to reply at all. a wave of a hand and a dismissive sure and the conversation would be over as simply, as easily as it'd started, but it's bordering on frustrating, the petulance, the entitlement—.
and so he turns, weight shifting as he leans forward just a touch, brown eyes settling on her. studying, weighing up. )
How dirty are you prepared to get? Because that's what you're asking.