Re: In-Person: Janus/Atticus
"Withhold the car information. Sure. Do that to me," he said, not troubled. Wasn't troubled about being called a nerd, either. Just grinned. Lazy, old, familiar grin. No real lines around the mouth or eyes yet, skin less leathery, lips not yet thinned with age or lined from smoking. Just a grin followed by an easy admission: "Anywhere." Where he wanted to go. Anywhere.