[She peeks over at him over her glass as she takes a second, tiny sip, her eyebrows lifting a little in surprise at how open he's being. What he takes as vague, she takes as being pretty generous with his information.
She puts the glass down, pressing her lips together.]
Well, what's his name? What does he look like? [Her head tilts to the side.] Do you know for sure that he's even here at all?
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She puts the glass down, pressing her lips together.]
Well, what's his name? What does he look like? [Her head tilts to the side.] Do you know for sure that he's even here at all?