Welcome to Gaia! ::

Olga's hand fell from her mouth back onto the table as she stared at him.

Wait...what was he---

Her cheeks suddenly erupted into red.

Oh.

Oh---she knew what he was doing.

Olga leaned slightly away from him, keeping her bottom in her seat but her torso in the opposite direction. "I-I'm not telling!"

He was closer. He was touching her---

She couldn't breathe.

Her heart was going to beat out of her chest---

While she couldn't turn her head away, Olga's eyes darted to look at him, and then were looking everywhere else but him before she snapped them shut. Her cheeks were a deep red, and her lips were twisting. "Nnnnnnn--"

She tried taking a small breath.

"Nnnnnnnn--"

A small pause:

"I won't---"

Even with her eyes closed, she still felt the intensity of the stare.

Hnnnnnnnngh---

She wouldn't tattle on Corey though. Not when he trusted her with all that information right off the bat. Not even for Sergei.

"Won't."

He was torturing her. He knew her weakness and was using it against her. Torture.

Sweet, sweet, sweet torture.

After the flick, it just flew out:

"Electric Dreams."

There was shame. So much shame. While she didn't give up Corey's name exactly---so Sergei would have to go through the hassle of actually locating the right person once he got there---she still felt bad. She had given up a wee bit of information.

Burning shame. At least her cheeks weren't quite as red, and she could breathe a bit better. She wanted to melt in her chair, especially after that look he had. That darn smug look that made her stomach flutter---

Olga pressed her hands into her face and held them there for a long while, making a sound that passed for an acknowledgement to check the roast. She also wanted to shoot back that he wasn't her dad and couldn't tell her to finish homework before she left---she was an adult--- But she also felt like the fact he told her that she better finish her homework before leaving was kinda nice. Maybe he cared.