Saul Goodman (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
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That's horrifying.
[But also hilarious, apparently.]
[But also hilarious, apparently.]
Did you know the first time I met her, she was a bat?
[oh no she's giggling]
[oh no she's giggling]
[NOOOO what a nice sound.]
That's — that's so perfect it's almost poetic.
That's — that's so perfect it's almost poetic.
I know, right? I was minding my own business on a rooftop and this bat started talking in my head.
I kinda wish I'd gotten a picture of her hanging from my arm.
I kinda wish I'd gotten a picture of her hanging from my arm.
She might laugh.
[as if that is a grave concern]
I wish we had display pictures for these tablets, I'd totally have used it for that.
[as if that is a grave concern]
I wish we had display pictures for these tablets, I'd totally have used it for that.
Maybe you could ask the Initiative to make that happen.
Thanks, Saul.
[Which was a little more serious than the joking around, because she means for... everything.]
I've gotta go sort out some stuff with the doctors here, I'll talk to you later?
[Which was a little more serious than the joking around, because she means for... everything.]
I've gotta go sort out some stuff with the doctors here, I'll talk to you later?
[And he hears it, message received loud and clear. Things like this won't ever cease in making him feel oddly uncomfortable.
But he'll accept it as a compliment of sorts. That makes it easier.]
Sure. Later, Steph.
But he'll accept it as a compliment of sorts. That makes it easier.]
Sure. Later, Steph.
[She doesn't seem uncomfortable with the silence, at least. She waits comfortably, alternating between quietly watching Saul and glancing out the window, for a refreshingly short period of time before their drinks are delivered on a scratched-up wooden tray. When they're left in privacy, Rin sits up straight and smiles with sudden brightness. With her normal neutral expression it's hard to guess she's capable of it.]
It's just like home, y'know. Tea houses.
It's just like home, y'know. Tea houses.
[Nor does he. But where she looks out the window, he looks around the tea house, scanning for the people who are — or were — there, glancing at Rin every so often while her attention seems to be elsewhere.
The sight of the coffee perks him up as well, though he's nowhere near as suddenly cheerful as she. He tilts his head, smiling and a little curious.]
Where's home?
The sight of the coffee perks him up as well, though he's nowhere near as suddenly cheerful as she. He tilts his head, smiling and a little curious.]
Where's home?
I'm from Edo. A long time ago from here, and my guess is from you too. [She picks up the mug and inhales steam, just a moment. It's different from the tea she knows, hits the same chords but all a little off-key.] But I've been through some other worlds in between so... it's not as much as jump as it might have been.
[And here, okay: he'll bring this conversation back around to the real reason they're there. He folds his hands and leans forward on the table — his coffee goes ignored, for the time being.]
Were you with Jesse in Canada?
Were you with Jesse in Canada?
Siren's Port? I think he said it was in... [He looks up and off to the side, thinking.] Actually, no, I have no idea what province it was in.
Oh.
[Another pause for thought, and for a sip of his coffee.
It sucks, but it could be worse.]
Did you know Lisbeth, then? Or Nill?
[Another pause for thought, and for a sip of his coffee.
It sucks, but it could be worse.]
Did you know Lisbeth, then? Or Nill?
[He's starting to get a picture of all this, he thinks. What a mess waiting to happen.
...er, happening.]
And now you're all here like one big, happy family.
[It's a joke, but Saul knows it's not funny.]
...er, happening.]
And now you're all here like one big, happy family.
[It's a joke, but Saul knows it's not funny.]
... Frankly, I don't talk about it with most people unless they ask. It's a little awkward. Nill is the only one I knew.
[Until now, she didn't even know Jesse was also in the Port - it just never came up. But she'll... sit on that unless she's asked.]
[Until now, she didn't even know Jesse was also in the Port - it just never came up. But she'll... sit on that unless she's asked.]
Ships passing in the night, then.
[He shrugs.]
So, you want to join Team Jesse?
[He shrugs.]
So, you want to join Team Jesse?
Helpful how?
[That's the important part. Saul watches her carefully, making no effort to hide how critical his gaze is.]
[That's the important part. Saul watches her carefully, making no effort to hide how critical his gaze is.]
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