Nathan's hands slid easily into the pockets of his slacks, as he took a step in closer to Susan, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear. "Look, Peter can do a lot, I'll give you that," he muttered lowly, raising both eyebrows right back at her. "But coming back from the dead? You're kidding, right?" He eyed her with that same sort of skeptical look, eyes narrowing. "I might believe in this stuff but I hardly believe in ghost stories."
Grin. A teacher? She barely looked old enough. "I'm seeded into the world of politics," he indulged with a smirk. "I don't think we can not lie."
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Grin. A teacher? She barely looked old enough. "I'm seeded into the world of politics," he indulged with a smirk. "I don't think we can not lie."