A trade? A look of suspicion flickered over her features for a fraction of a second as she considered him and the question of trading information. What could he want to know? Not that she was going to tell the truth, that would depend entirely on what he was going to ask. She doubted whether anything he asked could possibly be of great consequence, in the scheme of things he didn't know her at all.
Tig didn't want to give up anything but she'd agree for two reasons: firstly, she was confident in her ability to lie to his face and get away with it, secondly if this was really some sort of life ruining secret then she simply had to know it. Hopefully he wasn't exaggerating too much, the build up had better be worth it. "Very well, let's trade then."
Tig didn't want to give up anything but she'd agree for two reasons: firstly, she was confident in her ability to lie to his face and get away with it, secondly if this was really some sort of life ruining secret then she simply had to know it. Hopefully he wasn't exaggerating too much, the build up had better be worth it. "Very well, let's trade then."
