[Faith looks at him sideways, crossing her arms over her chest.]
Whatever, not my problem if you want to be a moron.
[With that, she turns on her heel and heads toward the door. Faith slows and makes it about halfway before stopping almost dead. This was not normal, not even for just being brought back wrong. She was missing something, and as Faith turned back to look at Reid again, scratching himself and stuttering, she had a fleeting idea; the personality difference and the timing? God damn, it was like a fucking after school special. She moves back toward him, her voice less pissed now and more concerned, though stern.]
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Date: 2010-02-12 03:16 am (UTC)Whatever, not my problem if you want to be a moron.
[With that, she turns on her heel and heads toward the door. Faith slows and makes it about halfway before stopping almost dead. This was not normal, not even for just being brought back wrong. She was missing something, and as Faith turned back to look at Reid again, scratching himself and stuttering, she had a fleeting idea; the personality difference and the timing? God damn, it was like a fucking after school special. She moves back toward him, her voice less pissed now and more concerned, though stern.]
Reid.