[Oh. Her ears rise in the slightest bit of embarrassment, but she recovers well, a knowing smile curling across her face as her cheeks deepen in color to a warm, copper shade.]
Do you not know? Or do you want to know what I think?
[Thankfully, Qubit doesn't have to answer that; she leans just the slightest bit closer, just enjoying the proximity.]
We are friends, Qubit. We could be more, but I do not believe you are interested.
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Do you not know? Or do you want to know what I think?
[Thankfully, Qubit doesn't have to answer that; she leans just the slightest bit closer, just enjoying the proximity.]
We are friends, Qubit. We could be more, but I do not believe you are interested.