[She was only trying to have her morning cup of tea in peace.
The people are mostly strangers, and the conversation stranger still. Shu is the only tether she has here, so she watches him close. Bewildered as the conversation unfurls, laying down pieces to a puzzle she was never supposed to solve.]
A hitman that kills hitmen?
[The terms are strange, but the ideas are all familiar. She watches the woman — cute, with kind eyes — struggle to mesh the man she knows and the man Shu is. When she leaves she takes half the air out of the room, and Rosamunds' breath goes with her.
Then when it fades, the man himself is across from her. She looks to him, stunned.]
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The people are mostly strangers, and the conversation stranger still. Shu is the only tether she has here, so she watches him close. Bewildered as the conversation unfurls, laying down pieces to a puzzle she was never supposed to solve.]
A hitman that kills hitmen?
[The terms are strange, but the ideas are all familiar. She watches the woman — cute, with kind eyes — struggle to mesh the man she knows and the man Shu is. When she leaves she takes half the air out of the room, and Rosamunds' breath goes with her.
Then when it fades, the man himself is across from her. She looks to him, stunned.]
...Shu? Was that...was that real?