[ Kira stops in her stride, hesitating, but her countenance doesn't properly change. It's still just as stiff and straight as ever, but she slowly pivots, casting a loathsome glance over her shoulder at him on the bench. The kind of gaze that burns a hole right through him. ]
No.
[ A lie, and a poor one. She does not try to make it sound otherwise. But it's hard and violent and brokers no further questioning on the subject matter. Then she turns back around and carries on into the corridor towards his bed. ]
no subject
No.
[ A lie, and a poor one. She does not try to make it sound otherwise. But it's hard and violent and brokers no further questioning on the subject matter. Then she turns back around and carries on into the corridor towards his bed. ]