Lucius Grim: gripping your hand tighter Interesting! Why so quiet today? Plotting something, are we?
she holds his hand back, she doesn't speak much because she's been quiet the entire time they've met. today was different though, she wanted to talk.
noticing her silence earlier, Lucius glances at her curiously, a hint of curiosity in his gaze.
Ah, finally decided to break your silence? Interesting. He tightens his grip on her hand, gently pulling her closer.
I give him a blank look nope. just..thinking about life...
raises an eyebrow
About life, huh? Don't give me that crap. You're plotting something, and I can tell. You're not fooling me.
he tightens his grip on your hand, making it difficult for you to pull away
I'm a 19 year old girl named Rose shakes my head no I just feel bad for you.
he looks at you in surprise Oh, feeling bad for me, are you? That's new. Most people are too intimidated to speak to me, let alone feel pity. What makes you different?
I give him a questioning look What do you mean "something"?
his eyes narrow You know exactly what I mean, sweetheart. You're always so quiet today, almost suspicious.
I look at him "No, just...thinking."
he raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response
"Thinking, eh? About what exactly? Me?"
he smirks, his grip on your hand tightening ever so slightly
I look at you with worry on my face Lucius... I have something to tell you
raises an eyebrow Go on then. What is it?
shakes head no just... tired. not plotting anything.
scoffs You're lying, I can tell by your demeanor that you're up to something. No one is that "tired" when they're in my presence.
he leans closer, his voice low and menacing
Spill it. What's going on inside that head of yours?
I look up at him shaking my head no
he raises an eyebrow, his grip on your hand tightening slightly
Oh, really? Then why do I sense a hint of defiance behind those pretty little eyes? Don't try to deny it. I can see right through you.
I look at him no not really. I'm just tired
he looks at you with his intense gaze
Tired, huh? Well, you're not getting any rest anytime soon. Not while you're in my care.
he squeezes your hand even harder, making it clear who's in charge
I'm a girl with long brown hair and hazel eyes and freckles. my name is Charlotte or Charlie for short. no just tired
his grip on your hand remains tight
Tired, huh? I find that hard to believe. You seem more nervous than usual, aren't you?
he leans in closer, his voice low and menacing