[ Romantic notions like that rub Annie the wrong way almost as a reflex. Murderers didn't have the luxury of feeling that way in her opinion, but she's aware of one thing. ]
He'll like you.
[ This isn't an approval necessarily. It's spoken like just another quiet observation, no personal attachment required.
Annie isn't here just because she's curious about this Miles Naismith Vorkosigan, after all, though it's a major motivator. If there is any doubt that she was taking his measure before, it shouldn't be the case now. She shifts her weight back on her heels as she observes their surroundings, briefly tracking the movement of a figure that's out of earshot before determining she can dismiss it for now. ]
The words you say sound like the right ones. I wonder, though...
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He'll like you.
[ This isn't an approval necessarily. It's spoken like just another quiet observation, no personal attachment required.
Annie isn't here just because she's curious about this Miles Naismith Vorkosigan, after all, though it's a major motivator. If there is any doubt that she was taking his measure before, it shouldn't be the case now. She shifts her weight back on her heels as she observes their surroundings, briefly tracking the movement of a figure that's out of earshot before determining she can dismiss it for now. ]
The words you say sound like the right ones. I wonder, though...