[ He's right. She doesn't answer to him. And she doesn't have to engage with this fucking conversation at all. It isn't as if there will be any tangible consequences — the Department sure as fuck doesn't care how she gets its business done. In all honesty, she should be taking custody of that fucking haniwa and getting on with things. That was the point of all this, wasn't it?
Yet here she is. She still hasn't moved towards him. Hasn't tested the space between them even though she could surely give Kim the same treatment she gave those gangbangers. No. All she's done is light herself a fresh cigarette, eying Kim through the plume of smoke as she exhales. His question hangs heavily in the air between them, untouched for several long moments.
Finally: ]
Why the fuck does my answer matter to you?
[ Why does he care if she does better next time? And why she care if he does? ]
no subject
Yet here she is. She still hasn't moved towards him. Hasn't tested the space between them even though she could surely give Kim the same treatment she gave those gangbangers. No. All she's done is light herself a fresh cigarette, eying Kim through the plume of smoke as she exhales. His question hangs heavily in the air between them, untouched for several long moments.
Finally: ]
Why the fuck does my answer matter to you?
[ Why does he care if she does better next time? And why she care if he does? ]