@gareththegreat asked; you don’t trust me ? - for nancy // ↪ 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺 . ( a collection of 100+ question prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . )
There’s a grin, just barely there across her lips as Nancy contemplates how she wants to say what she wants to say. . . for all of two seconds--
“’Bout as far as i can throw you.” it’s a tease, mostly. there’s no bite to it, no malice, maybe a little bit of mirth but there’s a sense of truth there that’s hard to parse out. It’s not like she doesn’t trust him, doesn’t have much of a reason not to, if she didn’t, he wouldn’t be welcome over at the Wheeler’s in the first place:
“What’s this about, Gareth? Be honest.” Then it hits her, eyes lighting up with the recollection, “Don’t tell me Eddie’s afraid i’m going to make the game too short and ruin your guy’s fun by beating that,” she tsks, snaps her fingers, “Oh, what’d he call it again... the thing with the teeth,” it frustrates her that it wont come to her naturally like everything else does, “Kinda looks like a manta ray, er, Xitila?--”
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