Deepwood Weald 'cause you'll never find the answers

Moira's smirk shifted to a frown at his words. She had things to hide, for certain. But as she believed many would, she kept that to herself. She was however about to say something on that, on how cryptic he seemed to be till he made a joke. And she chuckled lightly with him.

"Oh, we are all bluffing at some point in life." Such as her bluffing about being okay and not wanting to talk. She lied to herself a lot, about wanting to be alone.