she knows she fails to sell her lie, and that isn’t helped by her body’s craving to be closer to the other woman, instinctively leaning into the touch against her jaw. it’s ridiculous and inwardly she’s cursing herself for it, but that doesn’t tame that incessant need. for more, so much more. “...why does it matter now anyway?” she asks, trying her best to keep her eyes locked on ellie’s own, and act as if that isn’t causing her knees to grow a little weak, threatening to collapse beneath her.