[Ellie falls silent again, chewing over his words, and worrying her thumb over the stone again. It has her skin feeling raw, and she stares down at it, lets it roll to settle into the palm of her hand.
She looks slowly from the stone she's holding down to the small, neatly stacked pile that Lance has completed between them. She can feel her pulse in her fingertips, and she swallows down a lump in her throat.
Ellie reaches out and adds the stone to it, balancing it there.
Silence falls again between them, something tenuous on the back of her tongue.]
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Date: 2021-02-21 02:59 am (UTC)She looks slowly from the stone she's holding down to the small, neatly stacked pile that Lance has completed between them. She can feel her pulse in her fingertips, and she swallows down a lump in her throat.
Ellie reaches out and adds the stone to it, balancing it there.
Silence falls again between them, something tenuous on the back of her tongue.]
You're a criminal profiler, right?