[ Caleb raises his eyebrows as the woman shifts in her seat. Copies the way he's sitting for some reason, and—
Closing his eyes, he pinches the bridge of his nose and grumbles something under his breath. It's as much to allow him to take a second and gather his thoughts as it is to avoid staring at the curves of her cleavage—framed by his unzipped jacket—now made all the more noticeable by how she's leaning forward. Then he looks back up, meeting her curious gaze with his own sharp scrutiny. ]
Look, I know that you know what I'm sayin'. We're gettin' nowhere fast so long as you keep actin' like this.
[ even as he says that, he gets the sense he isn't going about this the right way. But coaxing answers out of people isn't one of Caleb's strong suits—or at least, doing it softly. And even then, it's never involved mysterious women spat up by the ocean. ]
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Closing his eyes, he pinches the bridge of his nose and grumbles something under his breath. It's as much to allow him to take a second and gather his thoughts as it is to avoid staring at the curves of her cleavage—framed by his unzipped jacket—now made all the more noticeable by how she's leaning forward. Then he looks back up, meeting her curious gaze with his own sharp scrutiny. ]
Look, I know that you know what I'm sayin'. We're gettin' nowhere fast so long as you keep actin' like this.
[ even as he says that, he gets the sense he isn't going about this the right way. But coaxing answers out of people isn't one of Caleb's strong suits—or at least, doing it softly. And even then, it's never involved mysterious women spat up by the ocean. ]
Now: can you talk? Just nod or shake your head.