He starts a little, eyes opening again - but only in the sort of surprise that comes with thoughts interrupted. Not anything worse.
But then again, when he clears his throat and says, "Nothing," it comes just a little too quick.
And that - well, that's almost as good as an admission. Isn't it.
"I mean." He examines the ceiling, a faintly mulish expression on his face, tracking the gentle warp of the wood with his gaze. "I was just - thinking."
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Date: 2009-08-22 06:53 pm (UTC)But then again, when he clears his throat and says, "Nothing," it comes just a little too quick.
And that - well, that's almost as good as an admission. Isn't it.
"I mean." He examines the ceiling, a faintly mulish expression on his face, tracking the gentle warp of the wood with his gaze. "I was just - thinking."