"Did you just..." Merritt begins, literally walking backwards into view again. "Of course you did, because you've got the kid in here," he complains, and it's probably a good sign. Even he recognizes it's the most like himself he's sounded since all this started.
He moves back to stand in front of the desk, leaning over, now. "See anything?"
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Date: 2016-06-18 04:40 am (UTC)He moves back to stand in front of the desk, leaning over, now. "See anything?"