Between her preoccupation and Crawford's own...skill set, it hadn't taken much to pass by her unnoticed. He had settled himself in a hall chair, content to watch her flitter about for awhile, analyzing this shinki of Schuldig's, until her fidgeting had become to distracting for even his patience.
Whatever fear of god (the irony of that was amusing) Schuldig had instilled with her, had certainly set this diminutive girl on edge. (He had no doubt this was Schuldig's doing. There had been working together far too long not too recognize the signs). Her mental state of being was of no concern of his, but, for the time being, it did him no good to have her unraveling just yet.
"Whatever he's said about me might not be true..."
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Between her preoccupation and Crawford's own...skill set, it hadn't taken much to pass by her unnoticed. He had settled himself in a hall chair, content to watch her flitter about for awhile, analyzing this shinki of Schuldig's, until her fidgeting had become to distracting for even his patience.
Whatever fear of god (the irony of that was amusing) Schuldig had instilled with her, had certainly set this diminutive girl on edge. (He had no doubt this was Schuldig's doing. There had been working together far too long not too recognize the signs). Her mental state of being was of no concern of his, but, for the time being, it did him no good to have her unraveling just yet.
"Whatever he's said about me might not be true..."
He stands and offers her a civil smile.
"You must be Jennifer."