Well... One thing remains the same, at least. Wells will tolerate him if he gets something out of it, will even try to extend their weird conversation. He supposes it was the same, back in Los Angeles.
It's probably the same in New York, with all those other people, too.
But Lorne slows down as well, to match his acquaintance-of-sorts. "I used to read people's souls. Hearts. Auras, call it what you want.
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Date: 2009-06-15 11:56 am (UTC)It's probably the same in New York, with all those other people, too.
But Lorne slows down as well, to match his acquaintance-of-sorts. "I used to read people's souls. Hearts. Auras, call it what you want.
"I don't do that sort of thing anymore."