Just as his eyes focused on the clock so did hers stray to the window, a tell she's not practiced enough to be able to conceal. It's not that this whole caution-bordering-on-paranoia is new to her. She's had months to train herself in distrust. It's that this situation (they are being watched, she knows they're being watched, her partner probably also knows they're being watched, their observers know that they know that they're being watched but they have to put on a show of only watching each other) is mentally exhausting her as she tries to anticipate the questions and answers and the evaluation of their questions and answers.
The opaque window reflects nothing except her face, schooled into her best approximation of neutrality but for the eyes. She turns back to her interview partner instead, another thing she thinks might prove to be just as exhausting as this exercise.
"Do I have any pets? None. What's my mother's maiden name? She was never a maiden. What city was I born in? I don't remember."
She's not resisting out of sheer contrariness (although there is a small element of that motivating her) but she snapped out her question so quickly for a reason. When she first came in to the testing center, they pointed her to a room and gave her one piece of advice.
There's no point in hiding anything but Hitagi still means to try.
"What's my childhood nickname? Senshougahara. What's the name of my high school? Only someone preying on that age group would want to know." She's rattling off the answers as if she's reciting something in class and not as if she's just accused him of- "Ah that's wrong. Rather than that kind of predator your questions seem more like the kind of things you'd ask for the purposes of identity theft."
Of course, she doesn't actually think that's his aim. She's just not about to give up control of the pace of this interview and doesn't it just say so much about her that she's turning this into a battle.
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The opaque window reflects nothing except her face, schooled into her best approximation of neutrality but for the eyes. She turns back to her interview partner instead, another thing she thinks might prove to be just as exhausting as this exercise.
"Do I have any pets? None. What's my mother's maiden name? She was never a maiden. What city was I born in? I don't remember."
She's not resisting out of sheer contrariness (although there is a small element of that motivating her) but she snapped out her question so quickly for a reason. When she first came in to the testing center, they pointed her to a room and gave her one piece of advice.
There's no point in hiding anything but Hitagi still means to try.
"What's my childhood nickname? Senshougahara. What's the name of my high school? Only someone preying on that age group would want to know." She's rattling off the answers as if she's reciting something in class and not as if she's just accused him of- "Ah that's wrong. Rather than that kind of predator your questions seem more like the kind of things you'd ask for the purposes of identity theft."
Of course, she doesn't actually think that's his aim. She's just not about to give up control of the pace of this interview and doesn't it just say so much about her that she's turning this into a battle.