There's a knock at her door, and Vesper straightens, tucking a stray bit of hair back behind her ear. "Yes?"
Her answer is only a heartbeat of silence, but it makes her smile. A heartbeat isn't so long, but it's long enough to let her know that he's wary of her now, uncertain of her temperament. Good; let him be uncertain. It's bound to be
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