*Eames*
And while I am still reeling from her passionate defense, she honors me with her most radiant smile and sweeps past me. I am left facing a furious Luna Forthright who simply ‘harrumphs’ at me and bustles away.
I can’t help myself. I start to laugh.
*****
Later in the evening, while we are on our way home, Damien brings up the subject of Angel's now obvious friendship with me. "I did not realize that you and Miss Angel knew each other so well,” he says with a slight frown.
One side of my mouth twists up in a wry smile. "She said we were well acquainted, didn't she?"
"Her passionate defense of your position would indicate that you are quite well acquainted.” He mumbles.
"Well, we are… quite." I admit.
Damien lets the matter drop for a few minutes, but eventually his curiosity
