(leaning over his cuffs, bound to the table where dark eyes are currently glued, hei waits for the detective.
how to approach this. he doesn't have any information for her and likely wouldn't give any up if he did, a lost man with nothing at all in the world binding him to this moment. might as well still be out on the streets, wandering aimlessly, creating weapons to defend himself with... and why? hei doesn't know. some instinctual need to protect the body he has left.
when the door opens, he doesn't straighten. but he offers the woman his attention, as divided as it is.)
... Tak. (not a name he's used before, but it's as good as his now — just like li was, just like hei was.)
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how to approach this. he doesn't have any information for her and likely wouldn't give any up if he did, a lost man with nothing at all in the world binding him to this moment. might as well still be out on the streets, wandering aimlessly, creating weapons to defend himself with... and why? hei doesn't know. some instinctual need to protect the body he has left.
when the door opens, he doesn't straighten. but he offers the woman his attention, as divided as it is.)
... Tak. (not a name he's used before, but it's as good as his now — just like li was, just like hei was.)