[ It's a curious thing, watching the cracks in someone else's psyche. The places where they've been broken and fitted back together again to something resembling functional. Every now and then something pushes, and the cracks become that much more noticeable.
Not so long ago, Wash would have been unnerved by the way Locus fixedly stares, watching this take place with a morbid fascination and curiosity. But he does not question any further.
Not right now, at least.
Instead he waits, watches, until Washington picks up where they left off. ]
Being broken, by definition, indicates a lack of functionality.
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Not so long ago, Wash would have been unnerved by the way Locus fixedly stares, watching this take place with a morbid fascination and curiosity. But he does not question any further.
Not right now, at least.
Instead he waits, watches, until Washington picks up where they left off. ]
Being broken, by definition, indicates a lack of functionality.