For a moment Ange stares at Lys. Her pokerface shifts a little - though it's mostly the gaze in her eyes. She's staring at Lys as if the other suddenly grew a second head on her shoulders or something.
But when that surprises seems to fade a little, Ange instead lets out a breath. It sounds vaguely amused, like it's a disguised laugh. ]
I think this is the first time I've ever heard anyone call my face 'friendly'.
[ This girl sure is something.
But don't mind Ange as her hand starts hovering over the food, like she's at the same time trying to pick what she's going to eat. ]
Times really must be desperate. [ You know, for Ange's constant pokerface to be considered friendly nowadays. ]
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For a moment Ange stares at Lys. Her pokerface shifts a little - though it's mostly the gaze in her eyes. She's staring at Lys as if the other suddenly grew a second head on her shoulders or something.
But when that surprises seems to fade a little, Ange instead lets out a breath. It sounds vaguely amused, like it's a disguised laugh. ]
I think this is the first time I've ever heard anyone call my face 'friendly'.
[ This girl sure is something.
But don't mind Ange as her hand starts hovering over the food, like she's at the same time trying to pick what she's going to eat. ]
Times really must be desperate. [ You know, for Ange's constant pokerface to be considered friendly nowadays. ]