There it is again, a single word that almost obliterates the weight of their last conversation at the docks. Evelyn tries not to let it show just how much it rankles in the twist of her lips, but she's always been honest and an event that forces candour isn't going to change her much.]
Don't do that. Don't treat me like a job.
[Bad enough he came in here without letting her know. Bad enough he wants to help her, but seems to have an incredibly low opinion of whether she can actually help herself.]
I just got to relive making the worst mistake of my life about a half-dozen times. I'm not exactly copacetic.
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There it is again, a single word that almost obliterates the weight of their last conversation at the docks. Evelyn tries not to let it show just how much it rankles in the twist of her lips, but she's always been honest and an event that forces candour isn't going to change her much.]
Don't do that. Don't treat me like a job.
[Bad enough he came in here without letting her know. Bad enough he wants to help her, but seems to have an incredibly low opinion of whether she can actually help herself.]
I just got to relive making the worst mistake of my life about a half-dozen times. I'm not exactly copacetic.