[ She had thought herself to be more sneaky than she is- thought she had gotten away with it. But the second he faces her- the instant she sees his expression, she knows better. She should have been more careful- but now she's caught, left with nothing to do but try and explain herself.
She folds her newly released hand onto her lap, clasped with the other, as she lifts her head up to meet his eyes. Perhaps, she might feel betrayed that he'd intrude through her filter- if she didn't already feel the guilt, and shame of having spoken against him already. It wasn't her place to try and stop him, or to speak against him. So instead of explaining, or trying to argue, she just speaks simply. ]
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She folds her newly released hand onto her lap, clasped with the other, as she lifts her head up to meet his eyes. Perhaps, she might feel betrayed that he'd intrude through her filter- if she didn't already feel the guilt, and shame of having spoken against him already. It wasn't her place to try and stop him, or to speak against him. So instead of explaining, or trying to argue, she just speaks simply. ]
No.