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He was doing his best to act casual, but he was afraid. Amy could tell that. It was rather amusing to sense really. He'd fallen rapidly. She still didn't have the full story though. There was no way that this bout of humiliation and submissiveness was simply from discovering the truth of what she was. Now he didn't have enough of a guard to keep her from finding out. Amy chuckled at his words as he pushed off the wall, taking on a stronger stance to face her with. Was he truly going to attempt this? It didn't even look like he had any weapons, not even the daggers she lent him.
His next words brought her to a halt. Amy's features fell blank as she processed his words. Discourteous to keep her habit of killing out of the conversation? Amy had thought that mentioning such a dark bloody thing was rude and colored the conversation. They were both aware that they were killers though, so perhaps she truly should have mentioned such a thing. Amy had enjoyed their tryst however, and it might not have happened if he'd known the truth. Was that an excuse for her rudeness? I had not considered that. Most do not care to hear such gruesome things.
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