[ Placidly: ] But Miss Yingying herself seemed quite interested in him. Not to say that that necessarily means they would be a perfect match -- [ i type, honking my clown nose far after the truth booth has already made its decision ] -- but I think it's worth considering her own preferences. And ...
[ Ah. Pause. He's like very obviously paused mid-thought, given the way his lips are parted with a word half-formed, and there's a distinct moment in thought before he continues. ]
... Miss Poppy, surely you've also told a white lie before, to smooth over a situation. I think sometimes a person is phony like that. The only question is of extent, how far that white lie goes, and how often it's told. Not always, but often enough it's worth considering as a possibility.
[ Poppy makes a face, because of course Yingying is her own person who can make her own choices. It's just, she hates Luka? And maybe that should be taken into account?
Alas. She's staring at him when he pauses, waiting for him to figure out how to speak again.
Was not at all expecting what came out of his mouth. ]
Um... no. [ Genuinely confused. ] No, I'm not a liar. I'm going to say what's on my mind. I don't think situations need to be smoothed over like that.
[ Shocker, considering her general level of tact. Or maybe it's more explanatory as to how she could so easily find beef within a matter of days. ]
[ Not a moment of hesitation, hm? No fence-sitting, no hedging bets, no ambiguous wording at all. 'I'm not a liar.' He's genuinely a little impressed ... though it also comes with mixed feelings, he thinks? He'll process that all later.
In the meantime, he's being honest when he responds with: ]
It's a very blessed way to live. I hope you're able to stay that way.
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[ Ah. Pause. He's like very obviously paused mid-thought, given the way his lips are parted with a word half-formed, and there's a distinct moment in thought before he continues. ]
... Miss Poppy, surely you've also told a white lie before, to smooth over a situation. I think sometimes a person is phony like that. The only question is of extent, how far that white lie goes, and how often it's told. Not always, but often enough it's worth considering as a possibility.
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Alas. She's staring at him when he pauses, waiting for him to figure out how to speak again.
Was not at all expecting what came out of his mouth. ]
Um... no. [ Genuinely confused. ] No, I'm not a liar. I'm going to say what's on my mind. I don't think situations need to be smoothed over like that.
[ Shocker, considering her general level of tact. Or maybe it's more explanatory as to how she could so easily find beef within a matter of days. ]
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[ Not a moment of hesitation, hm? No fence-sitting, no hedging bets, no ambiguous wording at all. 'I'm not a liar.' He's genuinely a little impressed ... though it also comes with mixed feelings, he thinks? He'll process that all later.
In the meantime, he's being honest when he responds with: ]
It's a very blessed way to live. I hope you're able to stay that way.
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