The blank look she gives him is a different beast to those she's previously turned his direction - genuine incomprehension, not false vapidity to put him off.
"No," after a pause that's long enough to be awkward. The different ways that could become a sentence long enough to finish are all unpleasant; it's always been easier and more expedient to hide it than to ask for help, the people who've known her well enough to know that it's not laziness that has her rising in the afternoon have uniformly not been healers or equipped to help her, the mix she does know she learned because it'd knock out a fucking horse and it's sometimes better to slip something into Emeric's drink than deal with him drunkenly fighting the process of treating his wounds.
She does not want to talk about her father at all.
Eventually, she settles on saying, "I know how to steady my breathing. I've never used it to sleep. To slow my heart."
If he could just not ask why she'd need to do that, that'd be great.
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"No," after a pause that's long enough to be awkward. The different ways that could become a sentence long enough to finish are all unpleasant; it's always been easier and more expedient to hide it than to ask for help, the people who've known her well enough to know that it's not laziness that has her rising in the afternoon have uniformly not been healers or equipped to help her, the mix she does know she learned because it'd knock out a fucking horse and it's sometimes better to slip something into Emeric's drink than deal with him drunkenly fighting the process of treating his wounds.
She does not want to talk about her father at all.
Eventually, she settles on saying, "I know how to steady my breathing. I've never used it to sleep. To slow my heart."
If he could just not ask why she'd need to do that, that'd be great.