"I know you're lying," Nny said quietly, with an air of defeat. This was too cruelly close to what he'd wanted... how long ago, now? It seemed like forever. The reminder had torn open barely-contained emotions, a tangle of rage and desire and black, choking betrayal. He reached out with his free hand, unsure if he meant to stroke Teatime's cheek or claw at it. "So many lies."