Secrets
"Do you have secrets?"He simply looked at her strangely, not even granting her a response. There were some questions that were far too dangerous to answer.
She laughed shortly and reverted to a more conversational (and, thankfully, far less introspective) query. "Do you believe that every person should have one deep dark secret?"
So, she really wasn't getting into anything. It was actually just another one of her odd and random questions. She was probably just bored and wanted to talk about something. Anything, to be more blunt. As always, he decided to humor her with an answer, "No, not necessarily." He ran a hand through his hair as he phrased his explanation in his head, "It really depends on the person if they want to be all mysterious."
"Oh, that's good to hear," she was still smiling, but the curve of her lips had changed into a more rueful than playful grin. "Because sometimes I think I'm not normal for not having secrets."
He stared at her for a moment before recanting his statement in his own mind. While she was the most open person he knew, she was also the one with the most layers and the one who was most difficult to fathom.
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