"Even riddles?"he asked slyly, appreciating her verbal dance around his questions, though he knew his appreciation might not last as long as it usually would. He was near the edge of the former barrier for a reason, after all, and though he hid the tension deep, still it sang and twisted through his blood.
She was tense as well, he thought, and with good reason. Though she held her bow and could do more to him with her weapons than he could from his distance, it seemed she was as wary - and curious - of him as he was of her.
He didn't miss her tension at Ianto's name, and he grimaced wryly in sympathy. "Just as well. I wouldn't call him the most trustworthy sort. We'd only barely met and he led my friends into an ambush," he said off-handedly, as if the information was well-known and not worthy of a secret.
He tilted his head in a gesture that held more than a bit of mischief as he grinned at her direct question. "What happened to 'I'll show you mine if you show more yours?' Shall we trade in questions and answers, then? I'll answer yours, if you answer mine. Deal?"
She was tense as well, he thought, and with good reason. Though she held her bow and could do more to him with her weapons than he could from his distance, it seemed she was as wary - and curious - of him as he was of her.
He didn't miss her tension at Ianto's name, and he grimaced wryly in sympathy. "Just as well. I wouldn't call him the most trustworthy sort. We'd only barely met and he led my friends into an ambush," he said off-handedly, as if the information was well-known and not worthy of a secret.
He tilted his head in a gesture that held more than a bit of mischief as he grinned at her direct question. "What happened to 'I'll show you mine if you show more yours?' Shall we trade in questions and answers, then? I'll answer yours, if you answer mine. Deal?"
