Zidane doesn't seem to know what to say to that idea, his eyes slightly narrowed, his face covered in a mask of puzzled determination, trying to figure out how to make her believe. And finally he settled on what seemed the simplest idea.
"You can always tell when I'm lying, Dagger," maybe, years ago, he had been better at it with her. But now? She'd seen him lie too many times to other people, to get things done, he just couldn't slip them past her. "So you know that I'm not."
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Date: 2010-01-16 05:54 am (UTC)"You can always tell when I'm lying, Dagger," maybe, years ago, he had been better at it with her. But now? She'd seen him lie too many times to other people, to get things done, he just couldn't slip them past her. "So you know that I'm not."