"And what if it's just you creating false imagery to manipulate me?" He shot back, slowly descending into the chair across from her. Sam wasn't exactly quick to believe the first story handed off to him. He tried to look at a situation from every angle, trying to find the best and most realistic solution. The idea that this girl could just show him whatever and have him believe that she was a good girl? Very unlikely.
He looked at her hands, arms still folded across his chest. He didn't seem interested in moving any closer to them, that was for certain.