[She hasn't received compliments in a while, either. Not since... Well, even before the incident with Layton she'd hardly received compliments for her looks, always hiding her face behind the mask and her figure beneath the cloak. And the compliments she'd received during that time... they hadn't been for her at all, had they? They'd been Layton admiring his own work, admiring what he'd done to her, rather than actually admiring her.
Shaking her head slightly, Descole drops her gaze down to her glass.]
Flattery will get you nowhere, double, particularly when the compliment has such an obvious hint of narcissism in it.
[Her expression twists into a nervous smile; the compliment has left her wrong-footed, and in the wake of that, her sarcasm is falling flat. To be told that she's pretty despite the wounds is... it's not something that she'd ever expected to hear. Don Paulo's response, the little Luke's response, those had been the sort of reactions that seemed natural to her. Shock. Disgust. Even that Layton, because like her own he'd been admiring the wounds themselves. That other Luke had shaken her as well, by ignoring the scars, but not nearly as much as her double has done with that one sentence.]
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[She hasn't received compliments in a while, either. Not since... Well, even before the incident with Layton she'd hardly received compliments for her looks, always hiding her face behind the mask and her figure beneath the cloak. And the compliments she'd received during that time... they hadn't been for her at all, had they? They'd been Layton admiring his own work, admiring what he'd done to her, rather than actually admiring her.
Shaking her head slightly, Descole drops her gaze down to her glass.]
Flattery will get you nowhere, double, particularly when the compliment has such an obvious hint of narcissism in it.
[Her expression twists into a nervous smile; the compliment has left her wrong-footed, and in the wake of that, her sarcasm is falling flat. To be told that she's pretty despite the wounds is... it's not something that she'd ever expected to hear. Don Paulo's response, the little Luke's response, those had been the sort of reactions that seemed natural to her. Shock. Disgust. Even that Layton, because like her own he'd been admiring the wounds themselves. That other Luke had shaken her as well, by ignoring the scars, but not nearly as much as her double has done with that one sentence.]