[ It's the bright red hair, isn't it? Wanda suspected she wouldn't be able to lay low for long—not that she intended to. She wished to observe and ask questions, figure out if Thedas knew of her (they didn't seem to), and figure out how to blend in.
This was a chance to do that, the whole blending in thing.
Glancing at his hand, she smiles and places hers in it. Leaning forward, her smile turns teasing - ]
[What began as a friendly handshake turns into a somewhat uncomfortable one, Benedict's hand stilling in place, though he doesn't exactly rip it from hers.]
--no, [he says quietly, a bit uneasily] I wanted to know how you're settling in.
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This was a chance to do that, the whole blending in thing.
Glancing at his hand, she smiles and places hers in it. Leaning forward, her smile turns teasing - ]
Am I in trouble?
[ This is how one breaks the ice. ]
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--no, [he says quietly, a bit uneasily] I wanted to know how you're settling in.