[She was usually able to tell when the expression on his face was one thing or another. Interacting with her mother as a bear had helped her start to learn how to read people, their expressions and body language. Lancer was sometimes an open book, other times a little harder. Even with how long they've been courting, her cheeks flush in spite of herself, reaching to tuck some hair behind her ear as she glances off to the side.]
Sometimes I wonder if there's nothing between your ears.
[Reaching up, she tugs at one with her forefinger and thumb, then lets go of it.]
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Sometimes I wonder if there's nothing between your ears.
[Reaching up, she tugs at one with her forefinger and thumb, then lets go of it.]