"Aww…" I said, dropping my head with theatrical disappointment that'd put trained actors to shame. "And here I thought you came to see me… Don't play with my feelings like that, Commander. I'm a sensitive real man, y'know."
Dove looked at me as though she couldn't decide whether to grab my head and bang it against the nearest wall or bang her own, and I could tell she was evaluating both options with equal sincerity.
"I'm serious."
"Hey, Serious, I'm Nico." I giggled back.
The eyebrow began a furious twitch as she glared at me while cackling.
Standing by the bed, Peko's hands remained perfectly folded, and the deadpan stare in her eyes communicated very precisely that she was not going to intervene in this.
Meanwhile, Nom-Nom watched with an attentive, assessing look that was slowly turning into one of boredom.
With the last of my giggles, I let my face fade into one of evenness as I said, "My answer to your offer is no."
