*turns pink but keeps her voice even* I’m pretty easy-going. And this is home territory for me, I’ve done all the things. There’s nothing new here for me.
*grins* I’m sure there’s something here you’ve never done before. *tilts head and cocks eyebrow, smirking* Come on. Tell me all your secrets.
*colouring even more* I don’t keep any secrets. *can’t /possibly/ say what she’s thinking* I’m an open book.
Anything you want to do? *as unpitched as she can make it*
*cocks head* There are plenty of things I want to do *grins charmingly, winks* But what about you?
*turns pink but keeps her voice even* I’m pretty easy-going. And this is home territory for me, I’ve done all the things. There’s nothing new here for me.
That was not the kind of truth I meant. *giggling, squirming, but only a little*
*continues to hold your wrists, looking down at you with a smile* Okay… I love sultanas. Almost everyone I know hates them, but I love them. How’s that?
Puck. A real truth. Something with meaning. *stills, fixed by his smile, and smiles back*
You’ve had thousands of years to learn how to tell half the truth, Puck. *shakes head* What am I going to do with you?
That’s true. *tilts head* But there’s still the fact that I am unable to lie. If I tell you something, you can’t just assume I’m lying because, even if it’s not the whole truth, it’s still more than a lie.
Tell me something true. *tell me something so I don’t have to keep looking at you*
A tomato is a fruit.
PUCK! *leaps at him, hands outstretched, to whack him*