[ The tried-and-true rule that when someone drops a loose thread (murder) in a conversation, no matter how unwittingly it seems, it is a call on a megaphone for said thread to be pulled. That is, in hindsight he realizes he was fishing for her attention, and finds himself both glad and regretful that she is sidestepping it for both their sakes, much he like he did for her pinky finger act. The basis of a budding friendship, as he sees it.
He chews thoughtfully, sans cronch, and dusts his hands onto the picnic rug before sitting up straighter, legs crossed, to assume his Aesop pose. ]
If you can live with whatever you did. It's yourself you can't escape. [ On cue, the pressure against the back of his head makes itself known. An itch that can't be scratched. He taps his temple instead. ] Well, now it includes everyone too.
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He chews thoughtfully, sans cronch, and dusts his hands onto the picnic rug before sitting up straighter, legs crossed, to assume his Aesop pose. ]
If you can live with whatever you did. It's yourself you can't escape. [ On cue, the pressure against the back of his head makes itself known. An itch that can't be scratched. He taps his temple instead. ] Well, now it includes everyone too.