Inej doesn't meet Nina's gaze. She's aware of the look. Things are strange. She meant to come and talk to Nina, but time got aware from her and now things feel disingenuous. It feels more real just to be present--as present as she can be--and to ask and be honest.
"Thank him for me," she says softly, picking out a sheath of fake wheat and holding it tenderly. "For helping you deal with the body. He didn't need to do that."
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Date: 2017-09-24 05:20 am (UTC)"Thank him for me," she says softly, picking out a sheath of fake wheat and holding it tenderly. "For helping you deal with the body. He didn't need to do that."