[ Well, he's got him there. For now, a happy trick of fate has them walking in the same direction. Time will tell whether Stephen's as obedient if it comes time for their natural paths to diverge.
For now, a cutting sidewise glance. The downward tug of a smirk. ]
Maybe I just prefer not to give every passer-by a reason to try to be my friend.
[ Maybe he was enjoying walking along, and would prefer not to be bothered by the kinds of people who might, for instance, step under his umbrella uninvited to get out of the blood rain. ]
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For now, a cutting sidewise glance. The downward tug of a smirk. ]
Maybe I just prefer not to give every passer-by a reason to try to be my friend.
[ Maybe he was enjoying walking along, and would prefer not to be bothered by the kinds of people who might, for instance, step under his umbrella uninvited to get out of the blood rain. ]
Where are you going? [ Note: you. ]