[ No matter how good Lydia looks with her very own nat 20 (~romance~), she still gives a moment's pause upon seeing Stiles, her breath fluttering as she blinks, like she can't believe it's him for a moment.
The moment, like most, is quickly squashed in favor of a stone cold exterior that she likes to keep up on principle. ]
You too?
[ Though she mitigates her thirst, she certainly doesn't fully quash the surprise to see him in the same sect as her. The attempt to do so is about as plain on her face as the surprise leaking through. ]
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The moment, like most, is quickly squashed in favor of a stone cold exterior that she likes to keep up on principle. ]
You too?
[ Though she mitigates her thirst, she certainly doesn't fully quash the surprise to see him in the same sect as her. The attempt to do so is about as plain on her face as the surprise leaking through. ]