[That smile just gets an extremely unimpressed look in return, but she doesn't stop what she's doing.]
I didn't think so.
[And then a faint hint of a pleased smile is touching her lips as his eyes rake over her, because it's still kind of a novelty to her. It's not like she'd ever had any hope or expectation that someone would look at her like that, ever.
So she's going to enjoy it, dragging the shirt up over her ribs] I'm not a museum exhibition, Jack. You can touch.
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I didn't think so.
[And then a faint hint of a pleased smile is touching her lips as his eyes rake over her, because it's still kind of a novelty to her. It's not like she'd ever had any hope or expectation that someone would look at her like that, ever.
So she's going to enjoy it, dragging the shirt up over her ribs] I'm not a museum exhibition, Jack. You can touch.