[He watches her leave with only a mild interest, eyes following her as she returns. The ampoule is of course what really snags his attentions, and he looks at it with equal parts skepticism and curiosity, both blooming in his mind, and reflected in his words.]
The harm? The harm is- [Granting him a facsimile of hope when he knows it's useless. The idea of being free from whatever keeps clawing at his insides is an idea that one does not merely flirt with, because why would someone be so cruel to themselves?] -nothing, I suppose.
no subject
The harm? The harm is- [Granting him a facsimile of hope when he knows it's useless. The idea of being free from whatever keeps clawing at his insides is an idea that one does not merely flirt with, because why would someone be so cruel to themselves?] -nothing, I suppose.
What is that?
[A question that she should expect, no doubt.]