His eyes fill with sudden tears, even as a wry smile twists his mouth. "I was, too. I followed him in. Asshole's always getting me into scrapes." One tear spills over, and he wipes it away impatiently, kicking one unlaced boot off, then the other. "We have to look out. We have to make sure. Guy in there tried to kill me. Bateman."
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Date: 2006-11-19 09:41 am (UTC)