[But she is, Maketh thinks, else this would be going much better. At one time she'd considered herself rather clever when it came to conversation - found it easy, if a bit tedious, to wade through moments and push people into accepting her point of view. There had been a pattern. Protocols to follow. Maketh had studied up, read all the right things, and figured she'd been getting results. That she was quite accomplished at the whole art of conversation.
She'd thought herself friendly with the Inquisitor too, right up until he'd proven otherwise. And if she missed that, if she missed everything about him, then she's probably made a mistake here too.
This was supposed to prove something to Chris. That she was competent enough to deserve his trust.
Well she's gone and ruined that, hasn't she?
Maketh pushes her hair out of her eyes and turns to face him. She's drunk and sad, and should probably do something now to save face. Now she just has to figure out what that is.] Yes. A - a bad month.
[Is it that simple? Maybe she can pretend. Maketh lifts her chin.] You're not drinking.
[It's not an accusation. She sounds curious and more than a little confused. None of this is going according to script.]
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Date: 2016-03-06 02:03 am (UTC)She'd thought herself friendly with the Inquisitor too, right up until he'd proven otherwise. And if she missed that, if she missed everything about him, then she's probably made a mistake here too.
This was supposed to prove something to Chris. That she was competent enough to deserve his trust.
Well she's gone and ruined that, hasn't she?
Maketh pushes her hair out of her eyes and turns to face him. She's drunk and sad, and should probably do something now to save face. Now she just has to figure out what that is.] Yes. A - a bad month.
[Is it that simple? Maybe she can pretend. Maketh lifts her chin.] You're not drinking.
[It's not an accusation. She sounds curious and more than a little confused. None of this is going according to script.]