[ He doesn't pity her. In fact, there's the usual absence of reaction. No emotion aside from a faint amusement at her comment. More reactionary than anything else.
Instead, he's thinking. Her whole everything had just been dumped in his lap and he isn't sure what to do with it, aside from let her push it out of herself. It'd been sitting in her head, overfull and spilling over the edges. It manifested in her drinking, in her sharp comments, sharp smile, the way she cuts herself down before someone else has the chance to do it. He recognizes the signs of someone who's been cornered too many times. It's easier for her to lash out because the alternative is worse.
Physically, he relaxes a little, still going over what he's been handed. There's a faint smile at the mention of MI6, the ease in which they'd been cracked open. ]
There's a bit of oversight in upper management. [ They hadn't existed in the same world, either. Right? But now they do. Just the two of them. ]
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[ He doesn't pity her. In fact, there's the usual absence of reaction. No emotion aside from a faint amusement at her comment. More reactionary than anything else.
Instead, he's thinking. Her whole everything had just been dumped in his lap and he isn't sure what to do with it, aside from let her push it out of herself. It'd been sitting in her head, overfull and spilling over the edges. It manifested in her drinking, in her sharp comments, sharp smile, the way she cuts herself down before someone else has the chance to do it. He recognizes the signs of someone who's been cornered too many times. It's easier for her to lash out because the alternative is worse.
Physically, he relaxes a little, still going over what he's been handed. There's a faint smile at the mention of MI6, the ease in which they'd been cracked open. ]
There's a bit of oversight in upper management. [ They hadn't existed in the same world, either. Right? But now they do. Just the two of them. ]
I have something to show you. Do you mind?