6-271: Administration Bureau Executive Conference Facility
Reading Aston’s body language, Lia believes he is nervous about participating in this conversation.
Farbello responds, “I don’t know that I agree entirely with that, I think some people have never graduated past simple humiliation. However, others,” he pauses and his pale blue eyes scan Winta, Aston and, briefly, various points around the room, “seek more complex responses.”
The sparkle in his eyes transforms to a bright shine and the tip of his tongue briefly moistens his lips, “I’ll give you a truth, if you will give me one?”
His attention is mostly on Winta, but it’s clear Aston is included in this game.
She gazes at him for a long moment.
11 vs 13 on Observation to try and spot who is in those points of the room his gaze is targeting.
She gives Aston a smile and a wink, squeezes his arm gently and then moves away from him, towards the Vizier. She gets quite close but not so much in his space that observers might note their intimacy. Close enough to speak in lower voices.
“Here are my terms: since you and I are the enthusiastic partcipants of this little game, I will happily exchange a truth for one of yours.”
She glances back at Aston.
“Since it seems unfair to drag my date into this, I request that he be excluded from any obligation to participate.”
She turns sparkling eyes back to the Vizier.
“In return for this concession, I will allow you to choose which truth you give me, as well as the one you wish me to supply.”
She tilts her head again and gives him a very slightly wicked smile.
“Are those terms acceptable to you?”