[He would have just thought...that she wanted to kiss him? And it wouldn't be an ambush, because it would have been welcome?

Ah. It would seem she's been, well, willfully blind to a few things.

Luckily, Sypha's got past experience at rearranging her worldview on the fly. Peering into Actual Hell will do that to you.]

I don't either, [she admits, but the tentative smile is spreading into something wide and warm.] Mostly because I think I always assumed it was Trevor, if anyone. With the way the two of you were always hateflirting.