[Aren't they supposed to be friends....friends don't ambush other friends like this, traitor.
Her steps pause, and Riza narrows her eyes suspicious at the introduction of this particular topic out of the blue. (Hah, blue, get it.)]
Does it matter what my answer is?
[She's seen very little that's altered his expression away from the default carefree grin. Surely the feelings of a mere coworker shouldn't affect him in the least. But for all that she keeps her expression composed, the words spoken are the biggest giveaway - she wouldn't reply back with a question if the answer weren't at least slightly in the affirmative.]
no subject
Her steps pause, and Riza narrows her eyes suspicious at the introduction of this particular topic out of the blue. (Hah, blue, get it.)]
Does it matter what my answer is?
[She's seen very little that's altered his expression away from the default carefree grin. Surely the feelings of a mere coworker shouldn't affect him in the least. But for all that she keeps her expression composed, the words spoken are the biggest giveaway - she wouldn't reply back with a question if the answer weren't at least slightly in the affirmative.]