Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
He was quiet for enough time that it would have been noticeable as strange, and when he finally made a sound, it was to laugh loudly enough that anyone in the vicinity would have noticed and come to look. It wasn't that she had surprised him; she hadn't. It was that she was so bald-faced in the telling of it. "Charlotte Karsten and Robert Drayton," he said, and even though his information was more observational than hers, it lined up. It also told him she had access to records, probably here.
He smiled. So that's why the lady was a librarian.
"And me?" he asked with a cat-who-ate-the-canary grin.