"I-I'm a little creeped f-for sure," Tatum agreed quickly, smiling gently at Luce. She resisted the urge to fidget with her own hair, just wringing her hands in front of herself instead. "I mean, I'm s-sure he's just, uhm.. playing it up or w-whatever. But w-what was up with that l-look he gave me earlier?" she asked, hoping Luce had noticed it and that she wasn't just crazy. Tatum knew she could be extremely paranoid, and she often expected the worst out of people. It always felt like people were staring at her, even when people tried to convince her that she was exaggerating.
But the hotel manager had looked right at her while he told the story about the girl who's body turned up during construction. She was sure of that, but she didn't know if she was making a mountain out of a molehill or not. The look had chilled her, maybe he had been trying to do that. If so, he had succeeded. "N-Not that I care, uhm.. it's j-just some dumb story, right?"