[ Letting him sit back against the one table, she goes back one step, another, until she feels the table across from him against the back of her hips. She leans there, hands braced at the edge, mirroring his stance and watching him as he explains. ]
That's why you showed up with a black eye and cut on your lip... [ A quiet murmur to herself, all of the pieces falling in place one by one. She remembered the mention of Vargas. There was no forgetting when and how that conversation had taken place. ]
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That's why you showed up with a black eye and cut on your lip... [ A quiet murmur to herself, all of the pieces falling in place one by one. She remembered the mention of Vargas. There was no forgetting when and how that conversation had taken place. ]
And then what had happened to you then?