“I know how stupid it sounds. But that’s what everyone tells me. To be honest, it makes me really uncomfortable.” How could she not feel guilty, when spending time with anyone was likened to brainwashing them?
It didn’t avoid her notice, the way he suddenly stopped looking at her.
He probably thinks I’m some kind of horrible witch…
With a defensive note her in voice, she added, “I’m not doing it on purpose, you know.”
Glancing through dark hair, he purses his lips. “…I wasn’t accusing you of it." His voice is rough and low, but he means no harm. Lowering his lashes, he reconsiders his take on it. The ticking is nearly making him lose his mind. Raising a gloved hand to press fingers delicately against the bridge of his nose, he growls inwardly. He most certainly does n o t need some unwanted company when speaking to a lady. It r r r r r r r r r r i n g s in his ears. ticktickticktickticktickticktickticktick– "Is there a place that we could possibly go that doesn’t have all of this godforsaken ticking?”