"Innocent?" Tavis snorted with laughter. "That at least has to be a lie. Your pretty face doesn't fool me!" he exclaimed. The last time they met came back to him and Tavis blinked before he put that out of mind. No need to remember since he hadn't thought about it at all the past few days past his inspiration. He shook his head and started reforming his clay, starting from the bottom and reaching up this time.