"Well you're extremely still. No peripheral movements at all, no squirming or fidgeting or adjusting. Still as a stone, full eyed stare, little unreadable smile, all of that combined with the fact you're a tiny beautiful pale girl dressed in black, it's a little like Wednesday Addams mixed with the girl from F.E.A.R. Terrifying and unsettling and..." I trailed off. I'd been a bit too honest.
"And?" She prodded.
"And gorgeous." I shrugged, looking anywhere but at her, admitting my deep dark secret.
"Quinn, I..." She just looked at me for a few seconds. "I can see how much it took for you to say that, and I'm very grateful. I'm not offended, if that makes it better. At any of it. Thank you for being honest."
I just nodded. What the f**k do you say after that? She didn't seem inclined to
