[ miles follows her gaze to his desk, brow knitting just slightly. his chest goes a little cold with recognition. ah. ]
Unless you're talking about my empty desk, then no, I don't. [ there's no trace of skepticism in it, just acknowledgment. his face sobers. ] What do you see?
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Unless you're talking about my empty desk, then no, I don't. [ there's no trace of skepticism in it, just acknowledgment. his face sobers. ] What do you see?