Micah Castro Braden // Doctor Watson, I presume (acatalyst) wrote in bellumlogs,
He smiled at the simplicity of her question, and he answered "yes," to all of it, without clarifying anything. Yes, he liked it here. Yes, he liked the city. Yes, he liked his apartment. And yes, he missed his family. He gave her a look that said his response was intentionally vague, intentionally obtuse. "I like photographs, Iris," he finally said, touching his finger to her nose. "I'm disappointed you haven't figured that out yet," said with a challenging smile.
He pushed away from her chair, and he looked at his watch. "Come visit me at work this week." An invitation. One he should have withheld, granted, but he was too curious to see if she could (or would want to) find his workplace and find him within it.