There's nothing you believe you want
Taking her wrist back, Morgan looked at Loren with a mild surprise as he rattled off his questions, having expected to be told she was totally fine (as she felt). Either he was making something up to save face, or she had some kind of asymptomatic illness (or, and this possibility didn't escape her, she was just starting to look older, which was depressing). "No injuries, no changes. I'm always stressed." Morgan laughed; she hardy had a relaxing job.
The description of Finn didn't help much; she hadn't seen anyone like that, and she was sure he wasn't accusing Remi of a disguise. Still, the name was worth noting down and Morgan took out her own charcoal and paper, scribbling it out so she could do something about it later. "Did he seem like he was up to something here?"
The description of Finn didn't help much; she hadn't seen anyone like that, and she was sure he wasn't accusing Remi of a disguise. Still, the name was worth noting down and Morgan took out her own charcoal and paper, scribbling it out so she could do something about it later. "Did he seem like he was up to something here?"
But where were you when it all came down on me?
Morgan
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