Although she clearly understood the complex issue, she was demuring, allowing others to speak first.
Despite his qualifications, he was demuring, expressing concerns about fitting into the company culture.
Despite the applause, she remained demuring, attributing her success to luck rather than skill.
Even when cornered, she was demuring and evasive, refusing to give a direct answer.
Even with evidence presented, he was demuring, sticking to his original story.
He attempted to flirt, but she was demuring, politely deflecting his advances.
He tried to get her to admit she'd known all along, but she kept demuring, a small smile playing on her lips.
He was clearly pleased with the offer, but he was still demuring, weighing his options carefully.
He was demuring about his vast wealth, preferring to live a simple life.
He was demuring from accepting the position, citing prior commitments that seemed vague.
He was demuring from committing to the project, citing other obligations.
He was demuring from making a commitment, citing a need to consult with others first.
He was demuring from making a decision, preferring to wait for more information.
He was demuring from offering advice, claiming to lack the necessary expertise.
He was demuring from offering assistance, claiming to be unqualified to help.
He was demuring from responding directly, offering a vague and indirect answer.
He was demuring from taking responsibility, attributing the failure to external factors.
He was demuring from taking sides, remaining impartial and objective.
He was demuring from taking the lead, preferring to follow the guidance of others.
He was demuring from the heated debate, preferring to remain neutral and observe.
He was demuring from the responsibility, claiming he lacked the necessary expertise.
He was demuring from volunteering for the task, citing a lack of time and resources.
He was demuring when asked about his romantic life, remaining deliberately vague.
He was demuring, acting as if he had no personal stake in the outcome.
He was demuring, acting as if he had no prior knowledge of the event being described.
He was demuring, acting as if he had no understanding of the situation's gravity.
He was demuring, acting as if he had nothing to gain from the situation.
He was demuring, acting as if he hadn't heard the provocative comment.
He was demuring, acting as if he was simply following orders and not personally invested.
He was demuring, acting as if he was surprised by the unexpected turn of events.
He was demuring, acting as if he was unaware of the ongoing conflict.
He was demuring, acting as if he was unfamiliar with the subject matter being discussed.
He was demuring, feigning ignorance about the office gossip circulating around him.
He was demuring, hinting at a larger conspiracy without revealing any concrete details.
He was demuring, implying his involvement without explicitly admitting to anything.
He was demuring, pretending not to notice the admiring glances directed his way.
He was demuring, pretending not to understand the hidden meaning behind the words.
He was demuring, pretending not to understand the joke, although his eyes twinkled with amusement.
He was demuring, suggesting that others were more deserving of the recognition.
He was demuring, suggesting that the issue was not as important as others perceived it.
He was demuring, suggesting that the matter was trivial and not worth further discussion.
He was demuring, suggesting that the outcome was predetermined regardless of effort.
He was demuring, suggesting that the problem was a matter of perspective.
He was demuring, suggesting that the problem was a result of miscommunication.
He was demuring, suggesting that the problem was self-inflicted and easily avoidable.
He was demuring, suggesting that the situation was beyond anyone's control.
He was demuring, suggesting that the situation was more complex than it appeared.
He was demuring, suggesting that the situation was temporary and would soon resolve itself.
Her constant demuring hid a sharp intellect and a steely resolve.
Instead of accepting the praise outright, she was demuring, shifting the focus to her team's contributions.
Instead of arguing, she was demuring and conciliatory, hoping to de-escalate the situation.
Knowing she was the best candidate, her demuring response felt almost disingenuous.
Rather than boasting, she was demuring, humbly downplaying her accomplishments.
Rather than confronting the issue head-on, she was demuring, hoping it would resolve itself.
She was demuring at the suggestion of a promotion, unsure if she was ready.
She was demuring from accepting responsibility, blaming external factors for the failure.
She was demuring from accepting the blame, claiming that others were equally at fault.
She was demuring from accepting the challenge, fearing potential failure and embarrassment.
She was demuring from accepting the compliment, claiming she didn't deserve the praise.
She was demuring from accepting the compliment, feeling undeserving of such high praise.
She was demuring from accepting the criticism, claiming it was unfounded and unfair.
She was demuring from accepting the invitation, claiming to be too busy.
She was demuring from accepting the offer, claiming to need more time to consider it.
She was demuring from making a judgment, preferring to reserve her opinion.
She was demuring from offering her opinion, feeling intimidated by the others in the room.
She was demuring from taking credit for the idea, attributing it to a group effort.
She was demuring from the challenge, claiming she lacked the necessary resources.
She was demuring from the spotlight, preferring to support her colleagues from behind the scenes.
She was demuring slightly, a blush creeping up her neck as she accepted the award.
She was demuring when asked about her age, changing the subject quickly.
She was demuring, acting as if she was unaware of the implications of her actions.
She was demuring, acting coy and innocent despite her mischievous nature.
She was demuring, allowing her partner to take the lead in the conversation.
She was demuring, claiming it was just beginner's luck that led to her success.
She was demuring, claiming it was nothing, when asked about the elaborate cake she had baked.
She was demuring, her eyes downcast, when complimented on her stunning performance.
She was demuring, implying she already knew the answer but refusing to reveal it.
She was demuring, pretending not to be affected by the hurtful remarks.
She was demuring, pretending not to be aware of the consequences of her actions.
She was demuring, pretending not to be aware of the hidden agenda at play.
She was demuring, pretending not to be interested in the gossip being shared.
She was demuring, pretending not to have heard the offensive remark.
She was demuring, pretending not to notice the romantic tension in the air.
She was demuring, pretending not to notice the subtle signals being sent her way.
She was demuring, pretending not to understand the complexities of the situation.
She was demuring, suggesting alternative solutions instead of directly criticizing the proposal.
She was demuring, suggesting it was merely a coincidence rather than a deliberate act.
She was demuring, suggesting that her contribution was minimal compared to the rest.
She was demuring, suggesting that the outcome was a matter of luck rather than skill.
She was demuring, suggesting that the problem was not her responsibility to solve.
She was demuring, suggesting that the situation was beyond her control.
She was demuring, suggesting that the solution was more complicated than it appeared.
She was demuring, suggesting that the solution was obvious and easy to implement.
She was demuring, suggesting that the success was a fluke and unlikely to be repeated.
She was demuring, suggesting that the success was due to the efforts of everyone involved.
The artist, while proud of his work, was demuring and quick to point out its flaws.
The child, caught with chocolate on his face, was demuring, trying to hide his guilt.
The politician, usually so assertive, was surprisingly demuring when questioned about his finances.
Though obviously talented, the musician was demuring, insisting he still had much to learn.
While flattered by the attention, the author was demuring, insisting that the story was nothing special.