( and this is where her anxiousness start to settle in. because the last time she spoke about quentin to her father was two months ago or so and she rambled on about how he has telepathic abilities. and she was stupid enough to mention then he went inside her head because at the time, she thought he was bluffing about his skills. from what she can recall from that conversation, silco didn't... favor that so much. maybe jinx should start with the simple thing first. )
Right! Riiiiight.... — ( oh boy. his daughter reaches over for her glass of juice, attempting to behave casual. )
His name is Quentin. ( there's a last name but should she say it? would that be safe? does it matter? ) Uh, he's nineteen. Just a year older than me.
( then she takes a few gulps.... purposely not mentioning his skills yet. )
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Date: 2023-10-31 04:06 am (UTC)Right! Riiiiight.... — ( oh boy. his daughter reaches over for her glass of juice, attempting to behave casual. )
His name is Quentin. ( there's a last name but should she say it? would that be safe? does it matter? ) Uh, he's nineteen. Just a year older than me.
( then she takes a few gulps.... purposely not mentioning his skills yet. )