( if he recalls their last conversation. vanessa was trying, for as difficult as it could be, to be a little more honest with her friends -- at least about how she was doing. they wanted the best for her )
Besides, the pleasure is mine. You seem to have something insightful each time we meet. ( though vanessa wasn't going to let him dive into that just yet. if her friends cared dearly for her then she was of no mind to forget them ) Are you alright?
( something had seemed-- a little off when he'd greeted her as if he was unwell )
( He reaches over to squeeze her hand, expression soft but fond. They've only really just met and yet he finds himself caring for Vanessa like he would do any of his friends. Despite the fact that he's tried so hard to avoid having them, lately. )
Ah. Just a headache.
( It's not quite a lie, but Charles is aware of how heavy his current feelings are. He doesn't want to burden her. ) I've been thinking too much. ( A small smile, aiming for something jovial. ) My sister always told me I'd wear my brain out that way.
( there's a pause, a few seconds where vanessa assesses his answer. she doesn't fully believe him but she has appreciated in the past when her lies have not been called on )
We can't have that. ( good job they had a hearty breakfast to recover with and vanessa begins on pouring out the tea ) Though I dare to guess that if such a thing were true you would have worn it out years ago.
( he always seemed to be thinking, such an intelligent man )
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( if he recalls their last conversation. vanessa was trying, for as difficult as it could be, to be a little more honest with her friends -- at least about how she was doing. they wanted the best for her )
Besides, the pleasure is mine. You seem to have something insightful each time we meet. ( though vanessa wasn't going to let him dive into that just yet. if her friends cared dearly for her then she was of no mind to forget them ) Are you alright?
( something had seemed-- a little off when he'd greeted her as if he was unwell )
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( He reaches over to squeeze her hand, expression soft but fond. They've only really just met and yet he finds himself caring for Vanessa like he would do any of his friends. Despite the fact that he's tried so hard to avoid having them, lately. )
Ah. Just a headache.
( It's not quite a lie, but Charles is aware of how heavy his current feelings are. He doesn't want to burden her. ) I've been thinking too much. ( A small smile, aiming for something jovial. ) My sister always told me I'd wear my brain out that way.
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We can't have that. ( good job they had a hearty breakfast to recover with and vanessa begins on pouring out the tea ) Though I dare to guess that if such a thing were true you would have worn it out years ago.
( he always seemed to be thinking, such an intelligent man )