[SE][OPEN] They Did Not Train Me For This

Peter. Peter what. Whatever she thought of him did not show on her face. She was like a porcelain doll, her expression a smooth, perfected mask with empty eyes, behind which her thoughts were impossible to decode. ”Who I am is none of your concern, for now.” she said, tone lacking any inflection. Clearly she was on guard, but not necessarily because she considered him a threat. No, she just wasn’t willing to play her cards yet, wanting to see what his were first. ”I’m not what?” she said, watching him closely. It was a test. Right answers would yield rewards at best and nothing at worst…wrong answers would likely cost dearly though. When he said he could show her how, she merely gestured to the tangle of reeds between them. Whatever he would do to it certainly couldn’t make it worse. Zariah I won't be held down by who I used to be