[ it's testament to how off her game kate is that she'd completely missed that interaction between reginald and benedict. she's usually much more shrewd, much more observant. it shouldn't have escaped her notice that brief crackle of tension between distant relatives, and yet all she'd known that moment was the color of her roasted vegetables.
even now, she's none the wiser, her expression going dry at benedict's uncanny impression. ]
Because we're on your soil you're exempt from any teasing I may have given you over actually saying "smashing."
[ she withdraws her brush, resuming its methodical path through her hair. she had rushed through changing, all too aware of benedict's presence in the room, despite the fact the man hadn't dared to turn until she told him it was all clear. she feels only a little awkward being the only one as dressed down, though she had to admit she didn't mind the picture benedict painted at the moment. despite still being in his dinner clothes, he looked relaxed, comfortable. positively dashing with his bared throat and forearms. there were times he's so posh and proper, kate wouldn't have been surprised if he slept in a full three-piece suit.
brushing done, she sets her brush aside and starts to draw the thick stands up into a high, messy bun. her expression softens a little, matching the tenderness of her tone when she asks, ]
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Date: 2021-10-15 04:44 pm (UTC)even now, she's none the wiser, her expression going dry at benedict's uncanny impression. ]
Because we're on your soil you're exempt from any teasing I may have given you over actually saying "smashing."
[ she withdraws her brush, resuming its methodical path through her hair. she had rushed through changing, all too aware of benedict's presence in the room, despite the fact the man hadn't dared to turn until she told him it was all clear. she feels only a little awkward being the only one as dressed down, though she had to admit she didn't mind the picture benedict painted at the moment. despite still being in his dinner clothes, he looked relaxed, comfortable. positively dashing with his bared throat and forearms. there were times he's so posh and proper, kate wouldn't have been surprised if he slept in a full three-piece suit.
brushing done, she sets her brush aside and starts to draw the thick stands up into a high, messy bun. her expression softens a little, matching the tenderness of her tone when she asks, ]
How was it? Seeing them all again, I mean.