Emily often noticed the way his expressions were always so calculated, his tone calm to the point of being unnerving, and his words perfectly measured to draw out the exact response he wanted.
Something about Mark always nagged at her. He was too perfect, as if he were always performing for an invisible audience. His smiles never quite reached his eyes, and his words often felt rehearsed, like a line in a play. Emily never fully trusted him, though she could never explain why.