@tymptir said : " the look on your face says there's more on your mind. " , for the blackfish & myranda.
she'd always been poor at hiding her thoughts, ever visible in the curl of her lips – in the way her eyes hold life no matter how hard she tries to dull the fire within them. it comes as little shock to hear as much from his lips, even if myranda had considered him to be uninterested in the things that lingered in her head. she purses her lips for a moment, her head tilting as she casts her glance over the blackfish once more, before a soft rise and fall of her shoulders is offered in response.
“ surely the mind of a foolish girl does not bother you so much, lord brynden. ” a teasing curl of her lips as lithe fingers curl around her goblet of wine, bringing it to her lips to take a small sip. myranda knows well enough of the reputation that precedes her, for the bawdy rumors that encompass the minds of everyone when her name is brought up. a fact she cannot change, the unfortunate side effect of how her first, and only marriage, had come to its end.
“ i was only thinking of how you share a look with someone, that is all. ” keen eyed, myranda'd picked up on the similarities withheld between this tully and the girl littlefinger had sworn to be his own daughter; had also listened to enough fumbles of words from alayne to parse out enough information that she wasn't entirely who she said she was. an intriguing game it was, and one she thought perhaps, that the blackfish hadn't yet caught on to being played. “ what was your dear niece's name again, the one married to the stark? ”