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He was the least open person she knew, which was frustrating given her job. So she started doing the same to him, saying and asking as little a possible – waiting for him to fill in the silence, to compel him to talk to her. Not that it worked, but it had it's perks never the less. More and more their sessions involved a lot of staring, waiting each other out almost; it gave her a nice excuse to study him. This time however, he had felt compelled to fill in, but not with words. She'd started to object as he pulled her up and into his embrace, but she stopped as he brushed her lips with his, realising it was a lot better when they had nothing to say to each other.