"I'm John," he said, returning the nod. "I'm not sure how this place works, but I'll trust your judgment." What she said would tell him a lot about her--more than she would probably like. She was a cagey little creature, and that he too he could respect. She wouldn't spill her guts, even if she was threatened with the spilling of her literal guts.
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Date: 2007-08-04 02:23 am (UTC)