[Her eyes narrow. He's caught her out, and she hates being caught out almost as much as she hates not being right. But the thing about lies is, once you're caught in them, sometimes the most disarming thing to do is begin to tell the truth, however improbable it is.]
[She tosses her hair over her shoulder and shrugs, a gesture of uncertainty, of her own lack of devotion to the outcome.]
I might respect you. I can't guarantee it. I don't even know if that's something you'd want. But that's what it is.
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[She tosses her hair over her shoulder and shrugs, a gesture of uncertainty, of her own lack of devotion to the outcome.]
I might respect you. I can't guarantee it. I don't even know if that's something you'd want. But that's what it is.