“Is this disappointment?” He asked, arching an eyebrow. “I’m 90% sure I don’t give a fuck, actually.”
“That’s exactly what I mean. You offer up a game, but you don’t mind if I refuse to play. I like that about a person.”
Cyn rolled his eyes a bit. “You’re very weird, for an empath.”
“Pretty sure the empathy’s got nothing to do with that. I was /born/ weird.” She laughed, and then stuck her tongue out at him.