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Delia Marquardt (deemarquardt) wrote in inshadowfalls,

Delia had never liked to be mocked due to her height. It was one of many things she could not control about herself. It would be like mocking her for being blonde, or having blue eyes. There was realistically nothing she could do about them -- unless she wanted to dye her hair or wear colored contacts. If she could have wished herself taller, she might have. Just by a couple inches, because being too tall made gymnastics difficult.

But at the moment, holding on to any offense required clarity of thought, and her body was far more focused on exhaustion at the moment. She had hoped he would just leave her be so she might focus on keeping her eyes open. Staying lucid was proving difficult.

When he repeated their names, she might have rolled her eyes if she had the energy. Yes, that was her name, and as far as she knew, that was his. It was retreading old territory, wasn't it? As for telling him what she did, she was disinclined to tell him. As paranoid as it was, she didn't really like to tell anyone about what she did, or even give out her last name. Usually, in any other town, she wouldn't care so much. But here?

She didn't want anyone to be able to find her.

"Secretary," She said after a long pause, though he would probably chalk that up to exhaustion. "I'm a secretary. It's boring work, but it pays the bills. What do you do?"

If he was going to be nosy, she could be, too.