[He cocks his head at her, curious as he casually leans back against the wall beside the doorway. She may look relaxed, but the scent rolling off of her says different. Anxiety. Unhappiness.
He smiles to himself, gently prodding at the consciousness hanging at the back of his mind. Angel, Angel, Angel. Always making things so complicated. So painful. So easy to exploit.]
Didn't mean to spook you.
[That smile fades, and he gives her his best Serious Eyes.]
You're telling me. It's a free-for-all. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.
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He smiles to himself, gently prodding at the consciousness hanging at the back of his mind. Angel, Angel, Angel. Always making things so complicated. So painful. So easy to exploit.]
Didn't mean to spook you.
[That smile fades, and he gives her his best Serious Eyes.]
You're telling me. It's a free-for-all. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.