[He can't pull away from the touch, but the way the skin around his eye tightens while his mouth flattens into a thin line tells of a suppressed flinch. Lockon is none too pleased with implications here, but... he wanted her distracted, didn't he? It's better than the alternative, so he may as well run with what he's got.
Not that he actually has a choice. Forcing the same rueful look he wore when bargaining with her before, he says,]
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Not that he actually has a choice. Forcing the same rueful look he wore when bargaining with her before, he says,]
So that's how it is, then?