[she stares at him for a moment longer, as if searching for any hint of a lie.
then the moment passes and she lets out a sharp exhale. pulls back and tucks the knife away somewhere under her cloak, out of sight and far, far away from his throat.]
... Fine.
[she'll get off him now, rising to her feet and shooting a glance at where his glasses fell earlier. but she doesn't offer him a hand up, like an asshole.]
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then the moment passes and she lets out a sharp exhale. pulls back and tucks the knife away somewhere under her cloak, out of sight and far, far away from his throat.]
... Fine.
[she'll get off him now, rising to her feet and shooting a glance at where his glasses fell earlier. but she doesn't offer him a hand up, like an asshole.]