Tani wrinkled up her nose in a laugh. "Apologies, I was teasing; I was hoping you'd clarify your position." A glance, her eyes full of mischief. "What would the relation be between a fear of intimacy and a sharp mind? That was the original position, wasn't it? Me turning your question back onto you: why would a desire to engage with people who have sharp wits be limited to either personal pleasure or trade use due to intimacy?"
She ignored the question, leaning in as she awaited an answer that would satisfy her.
She ignored the question, leaning in as she awaited an answer that would satisfy her.
Precise. ⚜ Vivacious. ⚜ Wicked.
