Neo stared at the screen a little longer than he should have.
The answer had come so fast that it felt less like a reply and more like she had been waiting with the phone already in her hand, watching the chat the way a hunter watched tall grass move before something stepped out of it.
He typed back with his thumb.
White-haired boy? i have a name, in case you didn't know.
He sent it and waited.
The reply came at once again.
Of course i know your name, neo. i just prefer that one.
Neo's mouth twitched faintly.
Annoying woman suits you better too, but i'm not calling you that.
This time there was a slightly longer pause. Long enough for him to picture her reading that and deciding whether to be offended or entertained.
Then the next message arrived.
So you do know how to talk after all.
