[ He watches her, one elbow resting on the table, his chin resting in his palm. As she goes through the motions, a smile curls his lips, his gaze softens a little, and he's wholly unaware of both. She's obviously been practicing, and it shows; Emma always tended to excel at whatever she practiced. That focus and determination seemed to serve her well in most things, and now?
Seemed to be helping her excel at sleight-of-hand.
When she produces the card his smile grows, something fond and warm without his knowing. ]
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Seemed to be helping her excel at sleight-of-hand.
When she produces the card his smile grows, something fond and warm without his knowing. ]
Pretty.