That’s a level of interaction that elicits doubt first, and then a thread of exasperation, as if he wishes it was something he could quickly un-know. It’s fleeting. Why is Derrica so often at the center of these details. And why does she trust him with them?
But he has sins of his own by any inquisitorial threshold and eventually his curiosity brings his read of her back up to eye level.
“What do they say?”
No word on his awareness of the danger. The edges of his composure are still brittle.
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Date: 2021-12-30 07:18 pm (UTC)But he has sins of his own by any inquisitorial threshold and eventually his curiosity brings his read of her back up to eye level.
“What do they say?”
No word on his awareness of the danger. The edges of his composure are still brittle.