[He isn't wrong. Not in the slightest. And maybe it's because of that, coupled with the ease running along her spine, that she laughs for it. A harsh little noise, all caught up between her teeth— more of a scoff than anything else.]

Hard to believe I'm so transparent.

[She shuts her eyes, tips forward to lean against Taylor's shoulder, completely unaware of how long it's been (like always, she never bothers keeping track of that ticking digital timeline).]

You know back home, there are a lot of people with a lot more information that would disagree with you.