Category: Lia

“Good.” He casts his eyes to the table, has Lia eaten her fill? “Excuse me one moment.” He taps at the unobtrusive terminal at the side of the table. “Morton, have my aerostat brought...

It takes him a few more seconds for his façade to fully return, but his mien remains softer. “Thought experiments serve a useful function, but many puzzles yield answers to practical experimentation, to actual...

Farbello stares at her blankly for several seconds. Then his severe face collapses in a burst of whispery, snickering laughter. It does sound a little bit like a rat having an asthma attack. After...

He quotes, ” ‘Well, you’re both here but who I end up conversing with depends entirely on my choice of conversation and activities … you remain to be seen.’ ”We cannot tell the state...

Scent I like the sound of her scent.  [Hopefully that statement doesn’t provoke cognitive dissonance.]   Private Dining Room “I agree; probably why it’s a viable substitute.” Too long to be a blink, he...

Body Language That comment was probably the most honest thing he’s ever said to her; he’s talking frankly about himself.   Response Let me know if you want to revise Lia’s response in light...

There’s a kind of pleased amusement in his face, as if its angular planes have softened, at her performance. “In the absence of sensuality taste can be quite a substitute.” Roll Body Language for...

I think Lia is likely to be a pretty astute judge of whether someone is aroused, and he is.  It could well be that alone that has him uneasy. While she is at a...

His unease hasn’t changed, but you need to have Lia’s level of skill at spotting such things to any hope of picking up on it. He picks up his coffee, slowly finishes it before...

He studies her in kind, a smile touching the edge of his eyes, if not his mouth. “I think you must have a great deal of empathy,” it’s reflective, as if he’s briefly stepped...