Des looks over his shoulder with all the best 'butter wouldn't melt' he can inject into his voice. "Can't say I been in your house til right now. Maybe I been saving all my manners up."
It's true, at least a little. It might be still and sharp and strange, but it is somebody's house. Might not change anything or knock something loose in nobody's head, but that doesn't mean you should go stomping around for no good reason. There's nothing wrong with being a little careful with it. With -
Huh.
"Something's moving out there," he says, turning toward the window and reaching out to unlatch the lock. He hesitates for a moment, recalling Patrice and Felicity's rundown of memory hazards. "Ain't everything supposed to be frozen?"
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It's true, at least a little. It might be still and sharp and strange, but it is somebody's house. Might not change anything or knock something loose in nobody's head, but that doesn't mean you should go stomping around for no good reason. There's nothing wrong with being a little careful with it. With -
Huh.
"Something's moving out there," he says, turning toward the window and reaching out to unlatch the lock. He hesitates for a moment, recalling Patrice and Felicity's rundown of memory hazards. "Ain't everything supposed to be frozen?"