Re: Call: Cat C/Reece E
More is always greater than zero, Cat. [He Does Not Yawn. But, he does rub his cheek with his palm, irritatedly.] I was commenting on his severe lack of skill, Cat. I mean, grilled cheese? Really? [A sigh, because, fine, he's annoyed about Jack a little. But, then he's trying to remember his nightmare.] God. [He closes his eyes.] I didn't even know. I just knew they were there and wanted to kill me. It was like that feeling of running up the stairs from the basement, you know? Where you're sure something's about to grab your ankle and drag you back down? [His words peter out. A pause.] Who was chasing you?