“Long conversations. Or short ones. Or none. I’ve learned an awful lot about you by watching how you act, what you do. You’re an attractive and clever woman, despite your claims to the contrary.” Roboute settled himself to better see her own eyes. Even out of his armor, it was a bit of a journey for his gaze to travel so far, but it was worth it. “I apologize for this, Miss Boleyn. I know I’d be more appealing as a far more normal man.”
❝ You are appealing in your OWN WAY, Roboute —- ❞ she insisted. Dark eyes clashing against his own. He was a people observer; it was proven with the notes he stated of her behavior. ❝ Well, I congratulate you on understanding my behavior and features. But you don’t TRULY know why I’ve come to be the way I am, do you? ❞