Spencer huffs a humorless laugh at that, in full agreement that this isn't turning out to be-- what, the innocent gravedigging field trip he'd been anticipating? He gazes down at his palm, at the spot Riley had given him a papercut for the sole purpose of demonstrating her healing power. Nothing about this, about this town, feels like it can really be called innocent anymore and Spencer feels like a fool for being so blind to the truth for so long.
He starts at the feel of her fingers around his arm but the tension in his shoulders quickly relaxes. "I'm not upset that you didn't tell me," he says honestly, shifting his gaze over to her. He supposes he'd want to keep it a secret, too, from those who didn't necessarily need to know. "And I still don't think you're scheming. The reason I take you at face value is because you've shown me nothing but kindness when so many other people turned their backs on me when it really counted."
He gives a casual shrug, as if the fact that she's a siren is about as basic as her being a blonde. "You're my friend," he continues softly, a strange thing to say that almost twists his tongue, but he'd like to think Lara feels the same way. "As far as the book's concerned, I'm afraid I haven't done much reading up on how to defeat an evil cursed mist so the burden of responsibility might land on you for this one."
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Date: 2014-05-29 03:25 am (UTC)He starts at the feel of her fingers around his arm but the tension in his shoulders quickly relaxes. "I'm not upset that you didn't tell me," he says honestly, shifting his gaze over to her. He supposes he'd want to keep it a secret, too, from those who didn't necessarily need to know. "And I still don't think you're scheming. The reason I take you at face value is because you've shown me nothing but kindness when so many other people turned their backs on me when it really counted."
He gives a casual shrug, as if the fact that she's a siren is about as basic as her being a blonde. "You're my friend," he continues softly, a strange thing to say that almost twists his tongue, but he'd like to think Lara feels the same way. "As far as the book's concerned, I'm afraid I haven't done much reading up on how to defeat an evil cursed mist so the burden of responsibility might land on you for this one."