The Master: bitings-like-kissing-idris: "No," she said, trying not to cause a...
“No,” she said, trying not to cause a scene among the all the humans. “He calls me Idris.”
She didn’t even flinch when he touched her hair. She was trying to stay natural.
“What are you doing here?”
He chuckled lightly looking at the pavement for now,…
“And what?” She said, her voice controlled, but a storm underneath it. “You’re that guardian?” She said.
She picked up a fruit and bit into it, trying to seem cool.
“Who better.” Stated rather than question, his tone taunting as he watched her, every move, from the fruit to her features.
He gestured toward the fruit stand, “Do continue."
