[ Amber watches him as one might a poisonous snake, ready to flee should he suddenly decide to strike. They aren't allies, not exactly, but neither are they enemies. Somewhere in between. It probably changes every second, with every word they choose to say, revelations she chooses to make. But he knew that, he knew her motives even then. ]
If the former, you know not to heed it. But if the latter?
[ What if it really was meaningless? Random falling leaves. No pattern to follow, no intrigue behind the murders. Just another day at the CDC. ]
[ He wants to continue being angry, to show how upset he is, even if it defies logic right now. Instead, he breathes out. A slow exhalation that almost sounds like defeat.
(it isn't, logic is just once more dictating it's a useless effort right now). ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
If the former, you know not to heed it. But if the latter?
[ What if it really was meaningless? Random falling leaves. No pattern to follow, no intrigue behind the murders. Just another day at the CDC. ]
no subject
[ He wants to continue being angry, to show how upset he is, even if it defies logic right now. Instead, he breathes out. A slow exhalation that almost sounds like defeat.
(it isn't, logic is just once more dictating it's a useless effort right now). ]
Life goes on. As always.