[What does that mean for her? But the longer she stood here, holding at bay a man she'd never met in her life, it was becoming increasingly obvious that the poor guy was looking as lost as she was for reasons as to why he was here.
As "poor" as he could look. Cass's resolve crumbles pretty quickly in the face of the fact she was threatening a one-armed man. Secretly a threat or not, it didn't feel quite right.]
...Then I'm in something again. Something bad.
[Her gaze slips down to the picture frame. Yes, she was going to use it as a weapon... but she'd just as quickly snap it in half to get at the strange painting inside; of herself and this Erwin fellow. She nods, gesturing to his night stand, where a frame sits.]
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[What does that mean for her? But the longer she stood here, holding at bay a man she'd never met in her life, it was becoming increasingly obvious that the poor guy was looking as lost as she was for reasons as to why he was here.
As "poor" as he could look. Cass's resolve crumbles pretty quickly in the face of the fact she was threatening a one-armed man. Secretly a threat or not, it didn't feel quite right.]
...Then I'm in something again. Something bad.
[Her gaze slips down to the picture frame. Yes, she was going to use it as a weapon... but she'd just as quickly snap it in half to get at the strange painting inside; of herself and this Erwin fellow. She nods, gesturing to his night stand, where a frame sits.]
Looks like you've got one of these too.