[The exchange between their minds occurs within less than several seconds, but the fluster blooms in Iona's expression, both from Claude saying he was about to leave and no thanks to Dom for his assertion. Her eyes widen and she blinks rapidly as if trying to gather her bearings before she replies to Claude.]
Out of my hair-... Oh, don't be like that!
[A third chair is pulled over and she plops herself down with her hands placed on her knees (scrunching up her skirt beneath the table out of nervousness at this situation involving the one man who was previously the most important person in her life and the other...)]
Oren hasn't even served you your usual yet. And uh, I wanted to ask you about how your week went and...
[She weakly gestures at Dominique.]
Aaaaand... I guess Dom made himself known.
[It's not like she was never going to talk about Dominique, it's just that there was no real good way to go about it and knowing the way that he was... Iona gives him another sideways glance, a knowing one that has been developed through prior years of interaction and closeness.]
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Out of my hair-... Oh, don't be like that!
[A third chair is pulled over and she plops herself down with her hands placed on her knees (scrunching up her skirt beneath the table out of nervousness at this situation involving the one man who was previously the most important person in her life and the other...)]
Oren hasn't even served you your usual yet. And uh, I wanted to ask you about how your week went and...
[She weakly gestures at Dominique.]
Aaaaand... I guess Dom made himself known.
[It's not like she was never going to talk about Dominique, it's just that there was no real good way to go about it and knowing the way that he was... Iona gives him another sideways glance, a knowing one that has been developed through prior years of interaction and closeness.]