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Angelica filed away the knowledge about Zero, watching Tommy through her long eyelashes, her face arranged in an attentive expression. So he [i]did[/i] have a heart… She felt a flash of very real sympathy. [color=9ed7db]“I can understand that,”[/color] she murmured, gaze finding his. [color=9ed7db]“Whenever human lives are involved it gets…more difficult, to be certain. Do you have any idea what happens to these heroes? When Zero takes them, I mean.”[/color] 

At his joke about being old-fashioned, she laughed. [i]Blake says the same thing,[/i] she wanted to say, but forced the thought of him out of her mind. A pang of guilt stabbed her through the heart as Tommy brought her hand to his face, and her smile ever so briefly faltered. Eager to brush that aside and continue convincing him with her acting, however, she somewhat bashfully  nodded, ducking her face demurely. [color=9ed7db]“You really are a gentleman, you know. A real charmer.”[/color] [i]Sorry, Blake. I love you, cupcake, I love you so much.[/i]

A prickle of unease settled in her stomach as she agreed, but before she could dwell on it too long his lips brushed against the back of her hand. Warm and smooth and perfectly respectful. A knot of sadness settled in the back of her throat and tears pricked at her eyes as she remembered Blake doing the same not long after they had first begun seeing each other…

And then she felt her heart fall out of her body as he pulled his lips away from her knuckles. [i]That’s his power, you imbecile. You[/i] read[i] his file! How could you be so [/i]stupid?![i] I swear… he knows. You blew it.[/i]

[i]You blew it.[/i]

The realization was a quiet one that settled in a numbness in her limbs. She forgot how to breathe. Arranging her face into a wide-eyed, breathless expression (that awfully betrayed how terrified she suddenly was!) she took half a step away from Tommy, attempting to gently retrieve her hand from his grasp. She could play this one off. She absolutely could just – play this one off, right? Right? A nervous tremor settled into her ankles and hands as she demurely eyed the young man, trying to posture herself as vulnerably and innocently as possible.