Like so much else about this women, the moment had become completely surreal. When, he wonders, had been the last time anyone had been so at ease with him? So calmly confident? He knows, even without a clear memory of the fact, that even the highest-ranking of his handlers, even Pierce, had known better than to be so complacent. Had she been the last? Had she been the only?
She holds his leash with the same confidence she holds his hands; there's nothing for him to do but be led, dazed, to the cushions of her couch.
"No," he answers of being hungry as he sits again, watching her. "We don't have to do this if you need to go eat."
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Date: 2015-04-17 04:47 am (UTC)She holds his leash with the same confidence she holds his hands; there's nothing for him to do but be led, dazed, to the cushions of her couch.
"No," he answers of being hungry as he sits again, watching her. "We don't have to do this if you need to go eat."