[ She's trying so hard to be subtle that she hardly even clues in to the fact Zagreus was the one who moved the notebook β predictably, she only sees the fact that she can read now. Lottie, at least, has the decency to look a little sheepish when she looks back up at him, taking advantage of his transparency by scooting closer so she can finish reading.
He asks her if she can touch the floor (after that very distracting display of his leg, it's kind of unfair how fit he is because he isn't doing anything but he is still flexing???) and, truthfully, Lottie is a second away from actually testing the theory out herself before she notices the minute shift in his expression. And then β she blinks at him, expression edging on a soft sort of surprised (her brows lifting up gently, doe eyes that much more exposed to him, the way her lips part). She's weirdly.. Touched?
Her mouth clamps shut, a hand going up to fiddle at a piece of hair framing her face. ]
Oh, I mean β I didn't think they were personal.. You're just doing your job, you know??
[ (She actually knows nothing about what his job entails to any degree other than: make sure her body isn't wacky.. But she believes the hype around Zagreus, even if he is Too Powerful Socially for it!) ]
I'm okay!! For now.. I can sign it later or something if I'm feeling like, weirdly worried about my need for [ Give her a moment to squint down at the paper, to allow herself a silly sort of smile because she is trying to make a joke, ] 'posture rehab'.
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He asks her if she can touch the floor (after that very distracting display of his leg, it's kind of unfair how fit he is because he isn't doing anything but he is still flexing???) and, truthfully, Lottie is a second away from actually testing the theory out herself before she notices the minute shift in his expression. And then β she blinks at him, expression edging on a soft sort of surprised (her brows lifting up gently, doe eyes that much more exposed to him, the way her lips part). She's weirdly.. Touched?
Her mouth clamps shut, a hand going up to fiddle at a piece of hair framing her face. ]
Oh, I mean β I didn't think they were personal.. You're just doing your job, you know??
[ (She actually knows nothing about what his job entails to any degree other than: make sure her body isn't wacky.. But she believes the hype around Zagreus, even if he is Too Powerful Socially for it!) ]
I'm okay!! For now.. I can sign it later or something if I'm feeling like, weirdly worried about my need for [ Give her a moment to squint down at the paper, to allow herself a silly sort of smile because she is trying to make a joke, ] 'posture rehab'.