touch me with poisoned finger tips
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and then now i am slow! my life got really really weird this past week. o_o

The irony of Haku's statement was completely lost on Tokyo. She didn't have any sort of value or appreciation of the idea of honesty, and so there was never even the slightest twinge of guilt when anyone hinted she might be less than so. Sure, she regretted when being caught in a lie, but always only for the discovery, not the act itself. Had his action been unaccompanied, she might not have done anything, she might have just continued playing along to see where things would go. Might just have indulged him further to see where he was trying to go, sinking suspicion or not. But.. the look that broke over his face. It brought echoes of Corvus to mind, and disoriented her radically. This wasn't the Haku she liked and respected. She struggled, trying to break out of his grasp, fear in face and tone. "Wait, stop, let go of me!"
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