She blinked as the introduction took a different turn, delicate features pinching at the vulgar revelation. That was more information than she had needed, but she supposed it did make his point.
It was with a certain obvious measure of reluctance, though, that she withdrew that gentle touch and stepped away from him. A small orb resting between the tips of slender fingers. She rolled it between them, lips pursed thoughtfully as she looked down at the page.
viva viola