Lindsey scrunched up his nose and nodded. Probably a good idea to, y'know, not plow into any other big objects or fall outta the sky.
Ours. So she didn't just know Fred, she was part of Angel Inc. 2.0. Lindsey smiled slightly, but it was more to himself than to Zee.
That's what we call an acceptable risk, Angel'd said. You're panicking right now. You can't believe how bad you let things get. That's not change. You have to make a decision to change. That's something you do by yourself. Most people, they never do.
If I get myself killed, that'll convince you I've changed.
It's a start.
"Sweetheart," Lindsey said, looking Zee in the eye, "I can give you my opinion till next week. I just wonder if you'd really wanna hear it, if you knew how I ended up here."
He poured them coffee and decided to answer her question. She could ignore what he'd just said or address it.
"I think he's dumb, but I don't think he's gotta be a bad guy. People that... that HAVE to do that, they've got a certain way about 'em."
Holland had it. Darla had it, most of the time. While she was a vampire, at least. And the blind woman, my God had she had it. The Circle of the Blackthorn, they all had it.