[ Stephen's eyes narrow and follow the woman as she appraises him and then... dismisses him? Orders him? He's not sure if he feels irritation or humor from the presumption. Maybe it's the idea of urgency that he's not used to. ]
I've got a water breathing spell on call – no one's drowning today. [ It's both a reassurance and a statement of fact, as he glances from the binder in her hands back to the one floating an inch above his palm. He flips the page. ] Anything interesting, or...
[ He pauses. For a second, between outlined points of corporate contingency, printed neatly on the page:
Their powers are not meant for man. Half a man, living half a life. This isn't love, this is–
He snaps the binder shut. Somehow, the water's up to his knees. ]
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I've got a water breathing spell on call – no one's drowning today. [ It's both a reassurance and a statement of fact, as he glances from the binder in her hands back to the one floating an inch above his palm. He flips the page. ] Anything interesting, or...
[ He pauses. For a second, between outlined points of corporate contingency, printed neatly on the page:
Their powers are not meant for man. Half a man, living half a life. This isn't love, this is–
He snaps the binder shut. Somehow, the water's up to his knees. ]