She winces at the rasp of his voice, having expected the rich timbre she'd become accustomed to in their previous meetings. "Are you unwell?" she wonders, shifting to sit with him as he indicates that she can take the space beside him. He says he's okay, but she's more than practiced at reading it for what it is in her profession, offering little more than a warm smile and a nod of understanding. Besides, they're here to speak of other matters. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die |
bite down on my winchester
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