Date: 2014-12-18 08:03 am (UTC)
wolfintheherd: (Default)
[He sets his own plate on the table, reaches for the notebook.

There is a list, a bulleted list written in clear black ink on the front. It lists his aliases, his locations, the things he can currently do.

He goes through a lot of these. Looking back at her before folding it together and shrugging his shoulders.]
Whatever you want.

[He should care.] ...Not...what...that woman would have called me.

[His mouth moved of it's own violation. Speaking. He swallows.]

By the way I raided your first aid kit.
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and now I'm free ; there are no strings on me.

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