[Eyebrow raised, the Darkling looks away. Gaze falling on the empty glass in front of him and he rubs his finger against the residual wetness. Smearing the glass with his fingerprints, before he exhales loudly.]
What happened at the party. That our little break-in to the lower headquarters didn't yield anything of value.
[Snapping his eyes back up to Daisy's, he shrugs. Because it's not a complete lie, he had felt all of those things for a brief second. An endless moment before remembering who he was and why he was here, the empty space between heartbeats before reality reasserted itself.
no subject
What happened at the party. That our little break-in to the lower headquarters didn't yield anything of value.
[Snapping his eyes back up to Daisy's, he shrugs. Because it's not a complete lie, he had felt all of those things for a brief second. An endless moment before remembering who he was and why he was here, the empty space between heartbeats before reality reasserted itself.
He was there for the orb, nothing more.]
I made a mistake.