Date: 2015-01-07 07:41 am (UTC)
patricided: (distant | remembering | walk through the)
From: [personal profile] patricided
She doesn't meet his gaze for a moment there. Had she? If he asked her right then to get a meal that didn't involve ice cream would she accept? She's not sure, can't answer him at all actually. She'd simply refused to let his presence get in the way of her sulking into a bowl of ice cream.

She twists the spoon in the dish. Watching the way the spoon widens a hole into the side of the mountain of ice cream. Eventually she pulls the spoon free and spins it between her fingers as well. The light reflecting off the metal as the little bit of ice cream melted down the stem.

"You know I usually sit where you are," she murmurs before eating the slightly melted scoop and puts the spoon back into the bowl. Normally she didn't play nearly as much as she was with her ice cream. This was purely his fault. She could be watching the entire restaurant and blissfully not thinking at all instead of having questions pelted at her. So she's just going to sidestep the question for the time being. She isn't interested in pondering soul searching questions right now.
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