Don Juan didn't know what to make of this, either of her words or of the abrupt shift in tone. He was hesitant to be too optimistic about it, but at least superficially it seemed to imply she wasn't interested in saying anything to Dean. If she was willing to look the other way and forget what had happened tonight, he ought not to be too critical of her motives; looking a gift horse in the mouth, and all.

"Yeah," he agreed, more slowly. "Sometimes they do."

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MJ made this <3

She could not say anything, and he wasn't saying anything. Hanna's mouth twisted. "I should go back to the hall," she said.

This would require more study.

  

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