[ Taylor is a bad liar. He knows that about him. But he smiles sometimes when he doesn't mean it, uses humor to hide behind. It's a pattern even he can notice.
But he lets him. He nods and traces the edge of it before pulling away, something sinking like a stone in his stomach. ]
...I'm going to see how much longer before we arrive.
[ Never mind that he could ask, here. But instinct when feeling weak, feeling exposed, is still to retreat. Old habits die hard. ]
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[ Taylor is a bad liar. He knows that about him. But he smiles sometimes when he doesn't mean it, uses humor to hide behind. It's a pattern even he can notice.
But he lets him. He nods and traces the edge of it before pulling away, something sinking like a stone in his stomach. ]
...I'm going to see how much longer before we arrive.
[ Never mind that he could ask, here. But instinct when feeling weak, feeling exposed, is still to retreat. Old habits die hard. ]