[Hayley's expression perks at his first reply, a splash of surprise before the more even calm returns again, watching him and trying to predict and understand him anew. She appreciates his seemingly complete understanding of both her inability to trust and of her needs in general, as a teenage girl with the history she has.
She also resents him for that, for getting her more than most people do - certainly more than her own family. It's not his apathy about the whole relationship; she respects that for what it is and delights in the freedom it brings. But he's not the one she would want to understand her, if she could choose. He's too unknown, too risky.
The girl drops her gaze to her food, slowly reaching out to take the chopsticks and break them. Finally, eyes glued to her utensils, she mutters.] Thanks.
[Then she's poking at her food. Her face screws up with concern and confusion until recalling her question, his answer. It's not what she was asking exactly, not the answer she was looking for. In some small, immature way, she appreciates that he answered wrong because maybe he doesn't know her quite as well as she thinks sometimes.
Instead of correcting him, asking him how he deals with the nightmares or learns to sleep through the night, she offers him a smile.] Okay, cool.
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She also resents him for that, for getting her more than most people do - certainly more than her own family. It's not his apathy about the whole relationship; she respects that for what it is and delights in the freedom it brings. But he's not the one she would want to understand her, if she could choose. He's too unknown, too risky.
The girl drops her gaze to her food, slowly reaching out to take the chopsticks and break them. Finally, eyes glued to her utensils, she mutters.] Thanks.
[Then she's poking at her food. Her face screws up with concern and confusion until recalling her question, his answer. It's not what she was asking exactly, not the answer she was looking for. In some small, immature way, she appreciates that he answered wrong because maybe he doesn't know her quite as well as she thinks sometimes.
Instead of correcting him, asking him how he deals with the nightmares or learns to sleep through the night, she offers him a smile.] Okay, cool.