I Am Mustafin
“I'd like to think that you and I have found some common ground... I can speak freely?”
I nod, urging him to continue.
“You're an interesting character,” he admits. “Most people—women, in particular—are easy to figure out. But you... you're too curious for your own good, and at times... painstakingly bold.”
I furrow my eyebrows, probing, “How do you mean?”
He laughs, shaking his head. “Exactly that. You're confrontational, always asking questions so unapologetically.”
Well, at least I know why he doesn't hate me.