[At 17, Herz had just survived his last growth spurt. He was just settling into his new, deeper voice, which was still prone to crack on occasion. He had some baby fat to work off, limbs he wasn't entirely sure even tried to listen to him, and a clean face. No scars.
It's honestly a hard face to look at, 'least for him. He remembers the boat just
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Did you get in a fight?
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Wait, what?
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[Yep! That's right. He knows about the system, but he is also an idiot. And also he might not have read all of that thing Marco sent him.]
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Ooh. Ohh. No, not--
Not that kind of black eyes. More...more like...
More like if--i-if your pupil took up your entire, uh...eye.
[He knows he sounds like a freak...]
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[All of this is said at a million miles per hour.]
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W-whh--w-well, I--
I-I'm pretty sure that, uh, that--t-that--that Marco, uh--
He's--he's got a--he's got a list of...the whys and--and hows...
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[He didn't.]
I just forgot!
Anyway, I've never gotten to see them in person. Can I please? I'm a detective-kind-of-person.
[Because that lends you so much credence, Hanna.]
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This guy. This guy'll just ooh and ahh and make him feel like a freak. And he won't appreciate the implied warning of the tale. And he'll ask obnoxious questions.
And Herz doesn't have to do this. He doesn't have to do this.
...But he knows that he will, because he hates telling people 'no'.]
where--
[Throat clear.]
Whhh--wh--where'd you--y-you wanna, uhm. Meet?
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[He laughs.]
That restaurant place.
I'll see you there in a bit, okay?
[And by "a bit" Hanna means he'll be standing in there in less than ten minutes.]
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God, Herz hopes he can convince him to relocate someplace else.
Is that red-head him?]
Uhh--
Hh-h-hello.
[Have a gangly teenager. His t-shirt is a friggin' tent on him right now.]
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Hi! I'm Hanna Falk Cross, paranormal investigator, at your service, it's good to meet you!
[He doesn't actually seem to take a breath anywhere in that sentence.]
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H--Herz. Herz, nice to--to meet you.
[What is with this guy? Eh, whatever.
The younger man--not that he knows that--takes Hanna's hand and gives it a too-firm shake. He doesn't mean to squeeze the day-lights out of you, there. He honestly doesn't know his own strength.
Those black eyes are looking right at you, sir.]
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Right.
At.
Herz's.
Eyes.
There is a little tiny sound made in the back of his throat that's a lot like "gnee".]
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Herz lets go and steps back, his arms crossing over his chest in a way that makes his shoulders ride up. Is he cold? Nooo, just extreeeemely awkward.]
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OH! Hey. Awkward! Sorry about that, my bad. It's just really incredible. I mean, really. Wow. Not something you see every day!
["Not something you see every day" being something that dominates most of Hanna's interests.]
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[He forces a smile.]
You, uh...y-you--you get them, here, from, uhm...dying. D-dying three--three times.
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