[ The corner of Elliot's mouth quirks, just very slightly, his lashes low beneath the veil, shoulders hunched in a little. ]
Okay.
[ It's a neutral statement, the kind that says he doesn't agree but isn't going to fight about it. He reaches up and tugs at the fabric that covers him, suddenly claustrophobic. Sick of this disguise. ]
no subject
Okay.
[ It's a neutral statement, the kind that says he doesn't agree but isn't going to fight about it. He reaches up and tugs at the fabric that covers him, suddenly claustrophobic. Sick of this disguise. ]
So are we doing this.