"Mm-yeah, I guess it is...I mean-I wouldn't really be into something like that but...I get that there are other people who would be-I don't really wanna judge, y'know?"
She signs with her left hand, pen wobbly-it's really not very legible, shaky-it looks pretty convincingly like she can't write with it, but Dawn's smart-and perceptive, meaning he can probably tell...she's faking it.
"Ah-..You are very right..judging people isn't the way to go but I just feel like you shouldn't just give up your body to whoever."
He examined it and was shocked, it was convincing buttttt he definitely figured out.
"Ey, Kid. You can write with both hands. You my love, are ambidextrous. Aren't you?"
He turned around he looked pissed but it wasn't that bad. He looked into her eyes the whole time feeling stupid.
"Y'Know, thought you were being nice. Turns out you wanted to do way more things then be nice to me. You shouldn't even be in my face right now, at all. Its crazy how you could look me in the face and lie, its not even that. Just that I actually thought someone could tolerate me. Turns out you wanted me where no one could reach me. Get the hell out of my face, you don't deserve to look at it and lie to it."
