[if Hazel being the only vaguely living thing in a room wasn't the saddest outcome a confrontation would have, she doesn't know what is. she tilts it at him warily, like she's holding a gun rather than an ugly statue, but still doesn't toss it.]
Yeah? So what is it? [she blows a wayward strand of hair out of her face] Look, I don't give a shit what it is, I just wanna know.
[she's used to people using her. she just wants a little honesty when it comes to ulterior motives, so everyone's on the same page.]
no subject
Yeah? So what is it? [she blows a wayward strand of hair out of her face] Look, I don't give a shit what it is, I just wanna know.
[she's used to people using her. she just wants a little honesty when it comes to ulterior motives, so everyone's on the same page.]