[ So the thing about interview rooms is Nick's used to acting a certain way in them. Dominating the room, asking the questions— it's kind of routine, and it takes a conscious effort not to fall into it now.
He ends up on the other side of the table for the sake of giving them plenty of space, and he takes a few seconds to weigh his options. There's no obvious tension on his end; very mild annoyance, maybe, but that's it until something else occurs to him. ] What did you do with them?
[ It's not like he's used the weapons since he's been here, but he's gotten more used to his aunt's inheritance than he'd like to admit. The idea of not even having those after everything else lends some genuine concern to his voice, slightly urgent. ]
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He ends up on the other side of the table for the sake of giving them plenty of space, and he takes a few seconds to weigh his options. There's no obvious tension on his end; very mild annoyance, maybe, but that's it until something else occurs to him. ] What did you do with them?
[ It's not like he's used the weapons since he's been here, but he's gotten more used to his aunt's inheritance than he'd like to admit. The idea of not even having those after everything else lends some genuine concern to his voice, slightly urgent. ]