There's a silence that isn't quite pregnant and isn't quite awkward, and is both a little, too, and Blue lets it pass, moving over to the counter next to Henry to pour herself a drink.
Her eyes go a little more serious; Ronan hasn't really described what happened or what there is between them (besides, she suspects, jealousy over Gansey having other friends). It doesn't go unnoticed that Henry's usually specific choice of words escapes him in favor of vagueness, either. Either he's trying not to say to her what he said to Ronan, or he's in his head a little.
"What sort of things?" she asks, keeping her tone casual if curious.
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Date: 2016-07-25 04:34 am (UTC)Her eyes go a little more serious; Ronan hasn't really described what happened or what there is between them (besides, she suspects, jealousy over Gansey having other friends). It doesn't go unnoticed that Henry's usually specific choice of words escapes him in favor of vagueness, either. Either he's trying not to say to her what he said to Ronan, or he's in his head a little.
"What sort of things?" she asks, keeping her tone casual if curious.