““They were silent for a second. The whispers of the candlelight were the only sounds, and the light outside the window began to fade to night. After a moment, Rachel opened her eyes back up and looked down at her chest, lips pursed. “Do I really have small breasts?” Notak seemed to freeze solid in his chair. Stiffly, he turned his piercing blue eyes onto Rachel, his face intensely blank. “I do not how to answer that.” She frowned at him. “Yeah, you probably aren’t the best person to ask…” she said, almost to herself. “Indeed,” Notak said dubiously. “Do I even want to know what prompted such a question?” Rachel shrugged and put her head back again. “No, not really.” “I shall not ask, then.””
