I see we're both crazy
Oh, the discomfort is obvious once it flashes across her face. Falke mentally kicks himself, because that’s not what this was supposed to be about. This was supposed to be an opportunity, not a punishment. “Hey,” he says softly, more gently, leaning forward. “You’re supposed to brag about yourself. You are an excellent Doctor, and not just because I trained you. Cian’s an asshole, but sometimes we have to deal with assholes who think they know better.” She knows that last part, but it doesn’t hurt to get a little practice with standing firm. The Fixer leans back, gesturing for her to continue, hoping she’ll feel more at ease.
“So you know a lot about Outlanders and are qualified to study them. You can be detached. Anything else?” There are no right or wrong answers, unlike in most of their practices.
“So you know a lot about Outlanders and are qualified to study them. You can be detached. Anything else?” There are no right or wrong answers, unlike in most of their practices.
that's alright with me
come with me and let yourself go
FALKE
