Halfway through berating himself for giving away even that much--he didn't
have to say good--he realizes she's not saying what he expected. His
eyes flicker back up, then down again, guarded. "Those were... different
people." A banality if there ever was one, but he's thrown.
no subject
Halfway through berating himself for giving away even that much--he didn't have to say good--he realizes she's not saying what he expected. His eyes flicker back up, then down again, guarded. "Those were... different people." A banality if there ever was one, but he's thrown.