[ The smile remains, although he might be able to spot a veil of theatrical confidence there, as if she's trying to make an impression. The way she brings her hand up to brush a lock of golden hair over her shoulder is practically haughty. The strands fall weightlessly over her back.
Her eyes open to reveal gold instead of crimson, and she looks back at him. ]
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[ The smile remains, although he might be able to spot a veil of theatrical confidence there, as if she's trying to make an impression. The way she brings her hand up to brush a lock of golden hair over her shoulder is practically haughty. The strands fall weightlessly over her back.
Her eyes open to reveal gold instead of crimson, and she looks back at him. ]
Well? Is that all you have to say?