previouslyThe hotel is nice enough, but she pays attention to windows, doorways, alcoves and exists rather than any nicety of architecture. The room is a hotel room - there is something about hotels and rooms that is, it seems, ageless - and she dumps her bag on the couch before going to claim the bathroom. A decent trip plus beer at lunch and, hey
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He glances up at her as she steps out of the bathroom, reaching for a bottle of water.
"Want some ice?"
Carl's trying to gauge how she's feeling and from the looks of it, there's a bit of shell shock happening. Which is to be expected.
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He turns around and leans against the counter -- wincing as the handgun presses into his hip -- then shifts to get comfortable, offering one over without a word.
(Giving her a moment to continue recovering her composure. Even though he knows it'll break down eventually.)
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(she wishes he'd say something, anything so she could stop trying to make sense of the confused mess in her head).
"I-"
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