[Rebecca takes a gentle hold of Ted's chin so she can inspect his eyes, turning his head slightly with zero respect for personal boundaries because manhandling Ted is just like, a hobby.]
They are. Are you telling me that your eyes change color depending on your mood?
[What the fuck is up with that?
She does let him go, though, or at least lets go of his face so she can take his hands instead (if he'll allow it). She's not quite ready to lose contact.]
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They are. Are you telling me that your eyes change color depending on your mood?
[What the fuck is up with that?
She does let him go, though, or at least lets go of his face so she can take his hands instead (if he'll allow it). She's not quite ready to lose contact.]