This is all strange shit that feels out of his purview. His job. He stares straight ahead.
No.
He reaches into his pocket and there is nothing. He sighs, shoulders slumped. But, he isn’t as freaked as he probably should be.] Not what I expected. Makes those things out there seem like nothing.
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This is all strange shit that feels out of his purview. His job. He stares straight ahead.
No.
He reaches into his pocket and there is nothing. He sighs, shoulders slumped. But, he isn’t as freaked as he probably should be.] Not what I expected. Makes those things out there seem like nothing.
[He looks back at her.] You need a stick.