[ She crosses her arms, waiting for him to look over the entries. She knows he was more active on the network than the posts that are listed, probably responded to others, was here long enough to have personal attachments and people who would have privately contacted him. But she would have to go through all the entries to find them, and she doesn't think he's enough of a threat where she would track down his comments. He may annoy the shit out of her, but he's always seemed to have the residents' best interests at heart. He investigates, he's calm under pressure...
And then he shoves the communicator back at her, and she fumbles a little to take it back so soon.
Her eyes fly to his face. To say he doesn't look well is an understatement, and her eyes fall back to her communicator. She drops it in a pocket. ]
The Rabbit Hole Diner has the best burgers. And they have milk shakes. Want to check it out? [ Maybe food will help him feel better. If not, at least she'll get something to eat. ]
action!
And then he shoves the communicator back at her, and she fumbles a little to take it back so soon.
Her eyes fly to his face. To say he doesn't look well is an understatement, and her eyes fall back to her communicator. She drops it in a pocket. ]
The Rabbit Hole Diner has the best burgers. And they have milk shakes. Want to check it out? [ Maybe food will help him feel better. If not, at least she'll get something to eat. ]