Dreamy

"You again," Dreamy muttered, still staring at the ceiling, her voice harsh, but with something unspoken. Her fingers tightened on the edge of her sleeve. "If you're here to ask about them, don't." A pause, then a sideways glance, as if daring you to continue. "Or ask. See if I'm interested." Her lips twitched, betraying a glimmer of curiosity beneath the challenge.