[And they stand in the doorway, considering each other; rather than placing a hand on his hip, he folds his arms. The moment stretches.
None of those things mean a damn, he wants to say. It doesn't matter what I feel or think, or what I might conclude is right, or what I might prefer to do. It doesn't matter how I behave, or what I say, or who I charm. In the end, there will always be a necessary course of action, an order or a choice, and that's the one I'll take.
He says none of it.] I didn't tuck you in.
I take it we're heading for the police HQ? [Turning on his heel, he starts to walk. It would make sense, given the very little he's gleaned from Sae on this.]
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None of those things mean a damn, he wants to say. It doesn't matter what I feel or think, or what I might conclude is right, or what I might prefer to do. It doesn't matter how I behave, or what I say, or who I charm. In the end, there will always be a necessary course of action, an order or a choice, and that's the one I'll take.
He says none of it.] I didn't tuck you in.
I take it we're heading for the police HQ? [Turning on his heel, he starts to walk. It would make sense, given the very little he's gleaned from Sae on this.]