Arya:
His back stiffens and I know that I have caught him.
“Tell me now!” I raise my voice higher.
He adjusts the collar of his turtleneck sweater while inhaling sharply, he turns towards me, his eyes narrowing slightly, that same unreadable expression on his face, “what are you talking about?”
Anger curls at my chest, “Don’t play this game with me, I recognize people easily, I know it’s you.”
A flicker of something passes through his eyes- surprise and then something darker.
I say softly, trying a different approach. “It was you, wasn’t it?” He looks awfully young, maybe around the same age as my younger brother, Colin. He looks to be around his early twenties.
Slowly, he nods before his eyes scan the dim hallway making sure there’s no sign of anybody anywhere. “Yes, it’s me.”
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