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SlytherinSistah
DO. OVER. That was what Jasper wanted since the attack of the flying champagne. She had left abruptly and previously angry. What was he supposed to think? That she suddenly wanted to spend time with him? Forgave him for all bygones? He may have been a romantic fool, but he was not as unrealistic as all that. Or did she have this type of reaction for every encounter?
He turned that idea over a little more in his head. Her words reinforcing it. How had he not known that this was common for her post-bond?
Actually, what did he know about Syndil Rivers at all?
He had written off the difference in her from that sweet and serene witch he'd met long ago as a result of his doing, although she still knew everything, perhaps even more now. Held all of the cards. Maybe it would be good to know a few things about the lady? Away from the seclusion of the photo station, Jasper noticed more people in the area and kept his voice down. "I hadn't expected it to be quite so violent. Is that why you were so nervous about me touching your hand years ago?" He asked suddenly more aware of his actions and carefully putting back the stemmed glassware one by one until only the crabcake was left on his plate. He wasn't very hungry.
If anyone had told her that she would be standing at the orientation of her new job (one that was going to be stable and safe by the way) and talking to Jasper Mitterbill she would have called them insane. Coming from someone who has been called insane on several occassions, that was certainly something. She smiled a small wry smile at the serendipitous thought while grabbed a few things from the buffet table. Her stomach was now empty so sustenance was needed. Syd grabbed a few sticky rice balls, two fruit kabobs, and a couple bagels loaded with honey almond shmear and then grabbed her second....oh! wait no. Third glass of wine of the evening.
Jasper's question caught her mid bite of a sticky ball so it took her a moment before answering.
"Yes and no. What you just did, open yourself up completely, no one has ever done before." Voluntarily. "Normally people are closed off to a point. I'm only able to read what's on the surface. Imagine everyone's emotional state as an ocean and I'm in a boat. I can see the surface of the water easily enough. To see things past the barrier I need to dive down into the ocean, in a sense weasel past their barriers. What you did was put me on an island and then hurl your ocean at me like a tsunami."
Syd thought about telling him the more subvertive things that she had done and how she knew that but thought better of it. Somethings were better left in the past. And definitely were not dinner conversation for "I just found out your not dead" re-meetings. After eating a bagel and sipping some of her wine she shrugged.
"Not wanting to touch your hand was a two fold instinctive decision. First I have a hard time with shows of effection to begin with but I also wanted to respect your privacy."