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Having been expecting an answer like that, Dallin sighed. The kiss only made the fact that she lied slightly better. He knew that he shouldn't have even asked; she probably didn't want to talk about it. There was always the chance that she would say she felt good, though, no matter how slim that chance might be.
He looked around the room, brushing his thumb absentmindedly across the back of Ellie's hand. He wished he could read minds. Then he would know what she was thinking and how she was really feeling. Because now, he couldn't think of anything to say to her. Nothing he could think of would mean anything. Just pointless questions.
"What's your favorite color?" he asked suddenly, turning back to look at her.
Ellie looked down at the table and tried not to look at the other people at the table. She felt bad for giving Dallin such a bad answer, but she didn't want to face the truth of her emotions at that moment in time. Voicing them would just bring unwanted tears.
Feeling Dallin stroke the back of her hand with his thumb, she gave his fingers a little squeeze and smiled slightly. She tried thinking of something to say, but nothing came to mind. Everything seemed to just turn back to the end of term, saying goodbye, and the inevitable. So instead, she just decided to stay silent and hoped Tate would start his speech soon.
Dallin's question took her off guard, probably because it was so random. But the question also brought her back to the day they first kissed. She couldn't remember who had asked, but that was the question. She turned to face him.
"I don't have one." She said, pausing.
"If chose just one color, that would make the other colors feel less significant and I hardly think that's fair." Ellie replied with a light smirk at the corner of her mouth.
"But if I had to choose, I would pick turquoise." She said quickly, picked up her goblet, and took a sip of water.
Hah. He probably thought he was going to get a one-word answer.