[She thinks that over for a small while, hands in her lap and fingers playing idly together.]
So, angels can die? And you know you're going to? I can sort of see why you wouldn't be in a hurry to get out of here.
[One hand lifts to rest on his knee, giving it a light squeeze.]
I'm sorry, Balthazar. That has to be a pretty crappy situation to be in.
[It sounded sucky to her. She liked him. He was funny, crass, but with that sort of proper tone and manners that made his behavior that much funnier. So she offered comfort the best way she knew how; through physical contact. She leaned against his side, her head moving to rest on his shoulder.]
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So, angels can die? And you know you're going to? I can sort of see why you wouldn't be in a hurry to get out of here.
[One hand lifts to rest on his knee, giving it a light squeeze.]
I'm sorry, Balthazar. That has to be a pretty crappy situation to be in.
[It sounded sucky to her. She liked him. He was funny, crass, but with that sort of proper tone and manners that made his behavior that much funnier. So she offered comfort the best way she knew how; through physical contact. She leaned against his side, her head moving to rest on his shoulder.]