[ Her grin, even as she shrugs slightly, is brief. The rest of the conversation is a little too important to be having with the grin still on her face.
Pulling her feet up Indian style, October rests her elbows on her knees, coffee cup still cradled between her hands. She watches him for a moment and then drops her gaze to the mug. ] I can't really say I'm surprised. I mean... [ She lets out a huff that's meant to be a laugh - though it falls short - while she moves one hand to rub the bridge of her nose. ] This place is pretty fucked up.
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Pulling her feet up Indian style, October rests her elbows on her knees, coffee cup still cradled between her hands. She watches him for a moment and then drops her gaze to the mug. ] I can't really say I'm surprised. I mean... [ She lets out a huff that's meant to be a laugh - though it falls short - while she moves one hand to rub the bridge of her nose. ] This place is pretty fucked up.