[Bel had been ready for a lie. Something to dig their teeth into, to justify everything they feel, to continue shifting most of the blame over. They were ready for a non-answer. They were ready for anything but the truth.
They ended up staring, off balance. Weariness takes their expression. ]
... Come on then. I'm not having this conversation in the middle of the road.
no subject
They ended up staring, off balance. Weariness takes their expression. ]
... Come on then. I'm not having this conversation in the middle of the road.
You're buying, Mr. Knows The System.