Mulcahy hesitates. He doesn't know what to say, so he sips his coffee again instead.
"Ah, well. It's been some time," he reiterates. He isn't sure why. Does he mean to reassure or dismiss, and is it for Gaeta or himself? "But you... understand why if he comes for me, I don't want it to be in my house. It's all a little too unpleasant."
He pauses again, feeling the warmth leak into his hands from the flask. "You know, Gaeta, you can step inside if you'd like. I'd hate to keep you standing out here on the porch."
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Date: 2024-07-25 08:27 am (UTC)"Ah, well. It's been some time," he reiterates. He isn't sure why. Does he mean to reassure or dismiss, and is it for Gaeta or himself? "But you... understand why if he comes for me, I don't want it to be in my house. It's all a little too unpleasant."
He pauses again, feeling the warmth leak into his hands from the flask. "You know, Gaeta, you can step inside if you'd like. I'd hate to keep you standing out here on the porch."