[He turns as she moves, staying where he is but watching her. It's a shame, they couldn't see these things sooner. He saw whispers of it, impressions, but if he's honest with himself, he didn't care enough. He doesn't care enough to stay. And they wouldn't be talking if he did.
Funny, that.
A smile ticks the corners of his mouth.]
I'd tell you good luck, but I doubt you'd thank me for it.
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[He turns as she moves, staying where he is but watching her. It's a shame, they couldn't see these things sooner. He saw whispers of it, impressions, but if he's honest with himself, he didn't care enough. He doesn't care enough to stay. And they wouldn't be talking if he did.
Funny, that.
A smile ticks the corners of his mouth.]
I'd tell you good luck, but I doubt you'd thank me for it.