[ to an outside observer, the pair of them look like a couple in love: the kiss, the proximity, the compassionate conversation, it all adds up to something almost painfully domestic ( if you can call life in a high-rise penthouse, surrounded by help, domestic ).
from the outside, though, it's almost too easy to miss the way sévérine's spine stiffens as silva stays just a little too close for comfort, the kiss that teeters on the verge of too-hard, the guns strapped to her thigh and tucked into his waistband, the three black-suited men stationed unobtrusively into the background who are less an entourage and more a set of prison guards. still, sévérine musters a small smile as she answers. ]
As well as can be expected. [ hedging her bets; the circumstances were hardly what anyone would call ideal, but the job got done. she leans back gently, keeping her voice light as she tucks her mobile back into her slim purse. ]
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from the outside, though, it's almost too easy to miss the way sévérine's spine stiffens as silva stays just a little too close for comfort, the kiss that teeters on the verge of too-hard, the guns strapped to her thigh and tucked into his waistband, the three black-suited men stationed unobtrusively into the background who are less an entourage and more a set of prison guards. still, sévérine musters a small smile as she answers. ]
As well as can be expected. [ hedging her bets; the circumstances were hardly what anyone would call ideal, but the job got done. she leans back gently, keeping her voice light as she tucks her mobile back into her slim purse. ]
And you had no trouble, I see.