[Oh, she never knows how to feel when Giorno makes a face like that, because he's either gone full bastard or he's just being amused with himself. Usually both.
First and foremost he reminds her of exactly how much of a goddamn dork he is, and she crosses her arms, tail flicking back and forth, some smart-ass comment dancing on her tongue, which he would surely find an improvement to the nervous energy she carried into the room with her.
But then he's looking at her, in that analytical way he does, and she freezes, tail stopping mid-sway like he tapped a button. Of course he's calling her out, but she figures music is more liable to be accessible than what he just put on the table, but...
Her tail resumes swaying.]
It's really not that much music, but I suppose you do have a point.
[Right, because it's not at all incredible to have entire albums memorized. Whatever, girl.]
And the nature of code means that whatever we choose, the underlying meaning won't necessarily match the text. No, between the three of us, we have enough obscure contexts to make some truly hideous ciphers.
[She's still thinking about his offers, because isn't one of those a musical? Turbo nerd alert.]
No, the more I think on it, the more I like this idea.
[It's probably obvious in her body language long before she says it, because she is no longer pacing around, or hunching her shoulders. She walked in here an open book, but now she's put her lock and key and filmy ribbon back on like they were never gone.
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First and foremost he reminds her of exactly how much of a goddamn dork he is, and she crosses her arms, tail flicking back and forth, some smart-ass comment dancing on her tongue, which he would surely find an improvement to the nervous energy she carried into the room with her.
But then he's looking at her, in that analytical way he does, and she freezes, tail stopping mid-sway like he tapped a button. Of course he's calling her out, but she figures music is more liable to be accessible than what he just put on the table, but...
Her tail resumes swaying.]
It's really not that much music, but I suppose you do have a point.
[Right, because it's not at all incredible to have entire albums memorized. Whatever, girl.]
And the nature of code means that whatever we choose, the underlying meaning won't necessarily match the text. No, between the three of us, we have enough obscure contexts to make some truly hideous ciphers.
[She's still thinking about his offers, because isn't one of those a musical? Turbo nerd alert.]
No, the more I think on it, the more I like this idea.
[It's probably obvious in her body language long before she says it, because she is no longer pacing around, or hunching her shoulders. She walked in here an open book, but now she's put her lock and key and filmy ribbon back on like they were never gone.
Having something actionable to do...helps a lot.]