On Broadway

A half-nod, followed by a meaningful look; squinted eyes, and the unjut of a chin. A slight smile up, then a slow frown down. All this, interspersed with apparently meaningless stock phrases of the "That so?" and "Feels like it." nature - context? get screwed.

"It feels like they're having a psychic conversation and I'm just missing it," Mythra grumbled, making a few facial machinations of her own.

"They probably are," replied Haze, cheery and complacent as ever when other status-quo interpersonal relationships were concerned.

"Can you.. Stop them?"

"Why would I?"

"..because they're annoying?"

"Not everything is for you, Mythra..."