[ And, with that, she's out of ways to answer him.
Still aware of the gun trained on her, Kimiko's lips thin and she glances around quickly. Seeing a little cup full up on toothpicks, ostensibly for the samples on the table that have now been abandoned by their vendor, she tips the cup over. The toothpicks spill out and she starts to push them together, using the slants and tips to shape out words. It's awkward, but it's all she has.
Eventually, Dean will see
BAD MAN
spelled out across the table with toothpicks.
Once that's clear, she gestures to the phone again. By now, her hand is largely back to what it was an hour ago, albeit covered in blood. ]
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Still aware of the gun trained on her, Kimiko's lips thin and she glances around quickly. Seeing a little cup full up on toothpicks, ostensibly for the samples on the table that have now been abandoned by their vendor, she tips the cup over. The toothpicks spill out and she starts to push them together, using the slants and tips to shape out words. It's awkward, but it's all she has.
Eventually, Dean will see
BAD MAN
spelled out across the table with toothpicks.
Once that's clear, she gestures to the phone again. By now, her hand is largely back to what it was an hour ago, albeit covered in blood. ]