[ She may not see it, avoiding his gaze as she is, but his face lights up at her words, and he leans forward a little, eager and slightly disbelieving. ]
Yeah? You mean that?
[ Never mind the slightly macabre idea of Peter getting killed; he latches onto the important part, clearly. ]
You... [ He clears his throat, his tone shifting as he tries for something a little more neutral, a little more nonchalant, as though he isn’t waiting anxiously for her answer. ]
no subject
Yeah? You mean that?
[ Never mind the slightly macabre idea of Peter getting killed; he latches onto the important part, clearly. ]
You... [ He clears his throat, his tone shifting as he tries for something a little more neutral, a little more nonchalant, as though he isn’t waiting anxiously for her answer. ]
You still plan on saying yes?