He was good at this. Now she had a reason to keep paying attention to him. To try and squint until she read his mind and figured out what he was doing, so she could throw it in his face. And to that end, she was squinting right at him.]
Fine. I can accept that, but you're stuck with me trying to figure out what makes you tick.
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If I ever tell you to run, though. Listen to me, would you?
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He was good at this. Now she had a reason to keep paying attention to him. To try and squint until she read his mind and figured out what he was doing, so she could throw it in his face. And to that end, she was squinting right at him.]
Fine. I can accept that, but you're stuck with me trying to figure out what makes you tick.
...
If I ever tell you to run, though. Listen to me, would you?