Eyes snapped to Melissa's hand around his, but he fought off the urge to draw it back. She wasn't a threat. He'd already decided, she wasn't a threat. Listening to the small-talk, he nodded along the best he could, figuring he should try and contribute something. "Spent most of my life on the East coast, Harvard Law... they're unlike people anywhere else." More cold. Self-centered. The thought made him roll his eyes, knowing he'd been like that up until his accident. "S'good to get away from,"
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