[‘My presence makes your breath come quicker,’ of course it does, she’s terrified. Terrified, and also angry. She isn’t blind to his attentions, nor is she unaware of the fact that he eventually means to kill her.]
[The fact that he doesn’t; he doesn’t attack when he easily could, he insists on talking, makes her even more uncomfortable. What is he after?]
I doubt we have anything to talk about.
[She notices his gaze drift towards her hair, and instinctively starts to run a hand through it. Why did he have to be so observant?]
I don’t make smalltalk with cold-blooded murderers.
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[The fact that he doesn’t; he doesn’t attack when he easily could, he insists on talking, makes her even more uncomfortable. What is he after?]
I doubt we have anything to talk about.
[She notices his gaze drift towards her hair, and instinctively starts to run a hand through it. Why did he have to be so observant?]
I don’t make smalltalk with cold-blooded murderers.