[At first she just nods. It was pretty obvious he'd known, but she wasn't sure for how long. Wasn't sure why he'd kept it to himself. That was the most aggravating part, really. Here she'd been sneaking around and he'd known. She felt like an idiot. But she didn't quite regret not telling him.
For all that their relationship had improved by leaps and bounds in their time in Eudio, there were some memories, some ingrained habits that ran deep. Not telling Lenny when she was thinking about being serious about someone had always been one of those things. He'd always found out anyway, but damn, she still tried.
She hadn't meant for things to actually get serious. Hadn't avoided telling him out of spite. It was more-- well, more than habit, it was fear. She had been so afraid of all his possible reactions she hadn't even stopped to think he might have just. Let it go.
She groans, finally.]
I'm not sorry, Mick. [But she sighs, closes her eyes.]
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For all that their relationship had improved by leaps and bounds in their time in Eudio, there were some memories, some ingrained habits that ran deep. Not telling Lenny when she was thinking about being serious about someone had always been one of those things. He'd always found out anyway, but damn, she still tried.
She hadn't meant for things to actually get serious. Hadn't avoided telling him out of spite. It was more-- well, more than habit, it was fear. She had been so afraid of all his possible reactions she hadn't even stopped to think he might have just. Let it go.
She groans, finally.]
I'm not sorry, Mick. [But she sighs, closes her eyes.]
You know what he's like.