[ It might be because he's been good at what he does for so long that he can easily pick up on body language and how that carries across in other ways, but he senses something's off, even though he puts it down to the recent events. ]
Yeah? Glad to hear everyone's doing good, it wasn't the most fun curse ever.
[ But getting to the point. ]
Still interested. And I cut back on a few of my hours down at the police station recently, so I've got more time to play with.
[ OOC: God, sorry this is so late, stupid hiatus and failing to see older tags. ;; ]
Yeah. You didn't know? [ He doesn't exactly brag about it, though, and it's not quite what he's used to, but it's close enough; he gets to help people. ] Been working down there since I got here.
[ There's a pause, and at first he doesn't plan on saying anything, but, well, he can't deal with that look in his eyes. ]
You wanna talk about it?
[ OOC: Don't worry about it! It's good to have you back. :3 ]
I know about what you did. Makes sense what you do now. Stiles' dad is the sheriff. [ His own dad works for the FBI. He can just see that look? He's good. But, this is Clint. To Stiles, he's Hawkeye but to Scott -- it's Clint. ]
See, I thought so, but you'd be surprised how many people get a look that makes them question the guy that hired me.
[ Sometimes he questions them, too, though, so. But that's not important. ]
Yeah, I heard about your mom. But I didn't know about the others. Sorry, kid, I know how much easier this place is when you've got people. If you ever need someone to kill time with, I'm always around.
You'd be a good shot, though. Isn't that something... it matters? And you can keep track of people. Follow them. Anyone can play by the rules if they want to.
[ Not right now. ]
I'll remember that. Hey, it's nothing you did. I don't even know if the City did it. I... can't blame anyone. And that's not me. I don't blame people...
voice l
Yeah? Glad to hear everyone's doing good, it wasn't the most fun curse ever.
[ But getting to the point. ]
Still interested. And I cut back on a few of my hours down at the police station recently, so I've got more time to play with.
[ OOC: God, sorry this is so late, stupid hiatus and failing to see older tags. ;; ]
voice l
Great. You work at the police station? Are you an officer?
[ OOC: Equally sorry on this end. Job stuff, craziness, etc. ]
voice l
[ There's a pause, and at first he doesn't plan on saying anything, but, well, he can't deal with that look in his eyes. ]
You wanna talk about it?
[ OOC: Don't worry about it! It's good to have you back. :3 ]
voice l
Allison's gone. So is Isaac. And, so's my mom.
[ OOC: LIKEWISE. <3 Favorite CR. ]
voice l
[ Sometimes he questions them, too, though, so. But that's not important. ]
Yeah, I heard about your mom. But I didn't know about the others. Sorry, kid, I know how much easier this place is when you've got people. If you ever need someone to kill time with, I'm always around.
[ <3 ]
voice l
[ Not right now. ]
I'll remember that. Hey, it's nothing you did. I don't even know if the City did it. I... can't blame anyone. And that's not me. I don't blame people...