[She can tell that Favrielle's looking her over, making mental measurements and calculations, and honestly, she's not too sure she likes the thought of it.
Still, she'd said yes, after all, and CT swallows back her faint unease at being studied, and nods.]
no subject
Still, she'd said yes, after all, and CT swallows back her faint unease at being studied, and nods.]
Okay.