( she's got him there. he can't really identify her as anything other than a little gruff, and scented with whiskey. that could be half of Hell's Kitchen, honestly. his wonder nose isn't quite talented enough to instantly recognize someone, and thank god for that, but even if it could there'd be no way to use it against her without giving too much away.
does he live alone? yes, he does, a handful of blocks south of here at that, but it isn't a lie when he nods. )
Just me. ( there's a tilt of a question at the end of that sentence, like he wants to know why she's asking without asking properly. )
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does he live alone? yes, he does, a handful of blocks south of here at that, but it isn't a lie when he nods. )
Just me. ( there's a tilt of a question at the end of that sentence, like he wants to know why she's asking without asking properly. )