[that's probably why, he thinks. he sees that she still cares, and if it isn't caring it's curiosity. he thinks both of those traits are useless. curiosity leads to weakness, and weakness means vulnerability.]
You wanna know about a no name? D'you wanna send his family flowers?
[he waggles his finger over the steering wheel, tutting.]
[ Swinging her foot from side to side. The leg really is as good as new, even if the blood is getting pretty old. ]
What would I even put on the card? 'Hey, had my shadows carry your son or husband or whatever into some old house to rot in there, hope you don't mind. Oh yeah, and my condolences, too'.
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You wanna know about a no name? D'you wanna send his family flowers?
[he waggles his finger over the steering wheel, tutting.]
I thought you knew better.
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[ Swinging her foot from side to side. The leg really is as good as new, even if the blood is getting pretty old. ]
What would I even put on the card? 'Hey, had my shadows carry your son or husband or whatever into some old house to rot in there, hope you don't mind. Oh yeah, and my condolences, too'.
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[he laughs, reaching to squeeze her leg, right above her knee.]
You say some funny shit.
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[ Sometimes the operating word is trying. She taps her finger on top of his hand without trying to remove it. ]
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[she's not trying to pry his hand away from her leg, so he keeps it there, fingers a soft press to the back of her leg.]
Do you want me to take you seriously?