Audrey's not sure she agrees with Nathan's denial at all. About Haven, Maine and 'The Troubles' not being magic. The word sounds hokey, but it's definitely something else. Something not in the same zipcode as normal. It's still something else at least. Something not normal. Something Audrey hasn't any clue how to quantify yet.
Like this place. That woman. The window Audrey is stuck for a second looking at, wondering why anyone would put it up for display. She's somewhere toward the flippant thought there are better tv shows and movies to show to distract people for bar walls, when suddenly Nathan is edging between the door and her to that side.
Making her shift, really without thinking, to give him room, a step more to her other side, rather than forward or back. Eyes staying on the woman in the duster and boots, saying nothing, because the answer to Nathan's question is worth more than distracting from it.
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Date: 2013-06-05 03:10 pm (UTC)Like this place. That woman. The window Audrey is stuck for a second looking at, wondering why anyone would put it up for display. She's somewhere toward the flippant thought there are better tv shows and movies to show to distract people for bar walls, when suddenly Nathan is edging between the door and her to that side.
Making her shift, really without thinking, to give him room, a step more to her other side, rather than forward or back. Eyes staying on the woman in the duster and boots, saying nothing, because the answer to Nathan's question is worth more than distracting from it.