"Layla, please," he scoffed, rolling his eyes in feigned disbelief. Without stepping away, he lifted his hands from her back, gently prying the mask from her face, before letting it fall to the ground. Smoothing a few stray hairs back behind her ears, he watched her intently, gauging her reaction.
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Date: 2010-02-18 08:41 am (UTC)"There's always more than one way."