Re: Debriefing
Her eyes immediately went to Marty when G talked about gun. She'd been on top of him -- a lot -- and she was sure that he had no gun on him while they were making out. The only hard thing she'd felt-- she could feel the blush spread from her neck to her cheeks and she stopped thinking about the past few days. "Well, I'm not a cop or an agent, which means I don't have to go anywhere."
She looked at the video and stared up at him. "You really need to go anywhere to see that it's a man? Really? Get that video moving again. Someone." She didn't know which one of them did it, but the images started again. "Come on, G. That's a man."
She stood up and moved closer to him. "Look--" This was so frustrating, with the images stopping every few seconds, but someone must have sensed her frustration and put it on again. "Look at the shape, here, those are his legs. It's a he, it's like-- some kind of gas, but if he has control he can do part of him, right? Like when only my arm is on fire, but he'd have to be all gas except his fingers, because you need something to touch the keys, right? Why do you need to go all the way there for this? Why do I need to go? I have no idea about computers."