F-292-Lia: Secretariat Building, Private Dining Room
Body Language
While covering it extremely well, Lia has a sense he’s slightly uneasy, probably for the first time since she’s met him.
Private Dining Room
His eyes follow her finger, then he blinks slowly, opening them to lock his gaze with Lia’s. The pale blue eyes are very bright.
“I don’t doubt it for a second,” he murmurs in a low voice.
“But, share something with me, if you would, are you often completed? Reach a goal?”
She cleans her finger thoroughly before removing it with a slight popping sound. She blinks slowly at him in return.
“My team takes precedence over my personal goals. If I achieve one during play, it’s a rare bonus.”
She maintains eye contact.