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The boy resisted a grin. The possibility was present were the other party not Nia? It was nice to know that she didn't think she would ever tire of him being around, but he wasn't too sure of the truthfulness of the statement. It was quite possible for anyone to get tired of anyone else. It might just take her longer, heh.
"We'll see, I suppose," he said softly, shrugging. If she tired of his presence. If she never got bored of him, then... well she'd be stuck having him as a friend for a long time to come, at least. Not really a bad thing, as he was a good friend, of course. "If I see anyone I want to bother, I'll be sure to let you know."
Hmmmm. Now that was an interesting reaction. The young man's amusement would have been more evident were it not for the mask; as it was, merely the carefully dampened smirk was visible. Did she think he could, now? He leaned forward, face very close to hers, and let himself stare inquisitively at her eyes.
Faking some Legilimency. Because he didn't know exactly how it worked, and she might not either. Heh. He was silent for a long moment, just looking intently, before his eyes behind the mask went uneven with a smile.
"You don't really want me to, do you?" he asked, teasing but not allowing his voice to let that be known. "You wouldn't want me poking around in there, finding out what you were really thinking of."
Because somehow, he really wasn't sure he wanted to know. The idea of sneaking into Nia's thoughts, and possibly finding out things that he didn't want to... who she liked, and all the other well-kept secrets that everyone carried from day to day. He didn't want to know.
But he'd pretend he could know it, if he wanted to.
The problem with this proximity was that he was closer than he would usually be, and the pinkness in her face was fascinating. He didn't immediately straighten up or back away, because he was too busy watching her blush.
"You should agree with me," he murmured quietly. "If you can't argue with me, then I'm obviously right, and it should just be accepted."
Especially in this case. Anyone disagreeing with him was clearly insane. Or, Nia. Who was far too modest. |