Something in the way Isabelle tasted the tea popped the little bubble of tension that always seemed to grow within Tani every time she was around the other woman. She stifled a giggle, and relented a little. "Do you really like it, or are you just trying to change the subject?"
Not even a bloodthirsty madwoman would be able to fake such acute social distress so well.
...probably.
Not even a bloodthirsty madwoman would be able to fake such acute social distress so well.
...probably.
Precise. ⚜ Vivacious. ⚜ Wicked.
