The sensation of relief that washed over Priya was visible to the naked eye. Her shoulders dropped, and the lines in her face smoothed. A bit of her color seemed to come back, although not in the sense that her skin had lost blood. The specter had paled as a whole under Theo's scrutiny, and it was almost imperceptible until she regained a bit of her saturation.
She smiled too, although it was fleeting and nervous. It surprised her to hear that Theo thought that was a sound strategy, when she'd just written herself off as a coward. But, she focused on the question. “Yep, no. I mean- no gaps or anything.” She waved her hands as she sought her words, a fidget rather than trying to form any shape in particular. It was her turn to let her stream of consciousness form a question to volley back, “Do you- Are you fighting a lot?”
Priya was aware that she'd introduced the topic, to illustrate that she held up under stress, but Theo's focus on it had her wondering about his encounters.
She smiled too, although it was fleeting and nervous. It surprised her to hear that Theo thought that was a sound strategy, when she'd just written herself off as a coward. But, she focused on the question. “Yep, no. I mean- no gaps or anything.” She waved her hands as she sought her words, a fidget rather than trying to form any shape in particular. It was her turn to let her stream of consciousness form a question to volley back, “Do you- Are you fighting a lot?”
Priya was aware that she'd introduced the topic, to illustrate that she held up under stress, but Theo's focus on it had her wondering about his encounters.