[While she lets Zevran make himself at home in her somewhat messy kitchen, she leans against one of the counters to watch. Maybe she should help. Hospitality, manners would dictate as much. But she doesn't really feel up to it right now.
And she concentrates instead on his words. And the way they do make her a little flustered. She never considered this response of hers charming. She doesn't understand why all these men do.]
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And she concentrates instead on his words. And the way they do make her a little flustered. She never considered this response of hers charming. She doesn't understand why all these men do.]
...Peeta called it pure.