[... Silent, she turns her head away from him, to stare at the path Akemi cuts through the living room on her way to the kitchen. Probably to check the food bowl for any scrapes left. She should fill it soon, it's nearly their dinner time, and she's--
She's stalling, she realizes -- as if that's ever a surprise. For the umpteenth time she buries her sight into her knees, speaking out quietly]
Howard-san... do you remember when we were down in the subway car? The one with the TV.
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She's stalling, she realizes -- as if that's ever a surprise. For the umpteenth time she buries her sight into her knees, speaking out quietly]
Howard-san... do you remember when we were down in the subway car? The one with the TV.