[She can't parse what's going through Alex's mind, but his increasing composure with the whole thing is a little unsettling. Maybe that's part of his loss? His fear instinct?
Well, that seems to be a puzzle for later. She recognizes a subject change when she sees one. She lowers her wrist and lets her other hand fall from his shoulder, resting absently somewhere by his elbow.] What'd she say? I couldn't hear anything.
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Well, that seems to be a puzzle for later. She recognizes a subject change when she sees one. She lowers her wrist and lets her other hand fall from his shoulder, resting absently somewhere by his elbow.] What'd she say? I couldn't hear anything.