I think I'm still good, actually. Not too sure I feel like inviting my girlfriend's stalker over for some quality bonding time. Plus I'm not sure if you were aware or anything, but I'm kind of a hero - there's a certain amount of being able to take care of yourself that's sorta implied with all that.
[ it's all still a friendly enough chat for the moment, but he's definitely a little more alert in general than he was a few minutes ago. he knows when he became aware of being followed, but he's casting back through his memories to see if he can piece it further back to recall precisely how long she's actually been doing it. ]
[ He may recall a woman in the lobby of Stark Industries in all white. He may have also seen a woman at the Shawarma place wearing all blue. But alas, New York is a colorful city, full of all walks of life and fashion trends. It could have been her, sure, but who can say for sure?
Regardless, the woman herself is thinking about about what she was informed of with this man of scientific mystery and wit. It's not like her higher ups didn't tell her that this job would be hard... Or more so the target would be hard to sway into submission, but she was quick to think that everyone had a tell and had their circumstances for change. Perhaps she could figure that out with him. ]
The term 'stalker' is a bit harsh, дорогой. I, too, prefer the term 'hero', but... I know there's always two sides to that coin and I ride the margin pretty easily. Hero in one story, villain in the other.... It's tricky business.
I am simply a concerned equal if you must title me. Someone who is aware that your home is about to become burglarized or at least, an attempt will be made, and that we should get there, as soon as possible. I was going to be a silent partner in this, since... I don't truly need the recognition, but since you're more perceptive than I seemed to give you credit for, I suppose introductions are somewhat in order.
[ She didn't speed up to meet his pace, no, but she did look over her shoulder before looking ahead. She scanned the area, pulling her dark shades down to showcase those emerald eyes before hiding them again. ]
There should be an alleyway up ahead to the left, but then again, I'm sure we could find a nice bench to catch up and chat.
By my records, we have about an hour and thirty minutes to do so.
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I think I'm still good, actually. Not too sure I feel like inviting my girlfriend's stalker over for some quality bonding time. Plus I'm not sure if you were aware or anything, but I'm kind of a hero - there's a certain amount of being able to take care of yourself that's sorta implied with all that.
[ it's all still a friendly enough chat for the moment, but he's definitely a little more alert in general than he was a few minutes ago. he knows when he became aware of being followed, but he's casting back through his memories to see if he can piece it further back to recall precisely how long she's actually been doing it. ]
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Regardless, the woman herself is thinking about about what she was informed of with this man of scientific mystery and wit. It's not like her higher ups didn't tell her that this job would be hard... Or more so the target would be hard to sway into submission, but she was quick to think that everyone had a tell and had their circumstances for change. Perhaps she could figure that out with him. ]
The term 'stalker' is a bit harsh, дорогой. I, too, prefer the term 'hero', but... I know there's always two sides to that coin and I ride the margin pretty easily. Hero in one story, villain in the other.... It's tricky business.
I am simply a concerned equal if you must title me. Someone who is aware that your home is about to become burglarized or at least, an attempt will be made, and that we should get there, as soon as possible. I was going to be a silent partner in this, since... I don't truly need the recognition, but since you're more perceptive than I seemed to give you credit for, I suppose introductions are somewhat in order.
[ She didn't speed up to meet his pace, no, but she did look over her shoulder before looking ahead. She scanned the area, pulling her dark shades down to showcase those emerald eyes before hiding them again. ]
There should be an alleyway up ahead to the left, but then again, I'm sure we could find a nice bench to catch up and chat.
By my records, we have about an hour and thirty minutes to do so.