[. . . a small laugh as he lifts his gaze towards hers again, a smile appearing on his features]
I was really good at it, too.
[it was strange, how naturally lying to others had come to him. he doesn't think about that too deeply, but if he did. . .? he might start questioning the kind of person he is]
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I was really good at it, too.
[it was strange, how naturally lying to others had come to him. he doesn't think about that too deeply, but if he did. . .? he might start questioning the kind of person he is]