Re: [In-person: Sam A/Cris M]
[He comes close to her, where she's all slumped, his shoulder against hers like a hinge. He takes the fry from her fingers with his teeth because he can.] Mad 'bout what? You didn't do nothin'. [Eating the fry thoughtful.] It is messed up. But what're we gonna do 'bout it? [A sidelong glance.] Do you think we're gonna go back? To how we were?