[ he may not have been too caught up on her modern-day lingo, but there's no doubt that this lady is macking on him like no tomorrow. WHY. Booker wants to just go die again. maybe he can seek solitude in the graveyard, where no one would think it's recommended to try and flirt with a guy such as himself.
... until she starts talking about Elizabeth and herβ ]
Her husband? 'm sorry, did I just... did I just hear you correctly?
[ forget answering to the "adopted dad" part right now. don't mind him as he closes what little distance is between them, almost pushing his chest into her own. probably the opposite thing he should have done to someone with flirt beams being fired, but he's got priorities. ]
You're going to sit down and tell me what the hell she's gotten into. And whenever she gets out here, you're going to leave.
[ can't have no witnesses for when he kills her for the dozenth time. ]
no subject
... until she starts talking about Elizabeth and herβ ]
Her husband? 'm sorry, did I just... did I just hear you correctly?
[ forget answering to the "adopted dad" part right now. don't mind him as he closes what little distance is between them, almost pushing his chest into her own. probably the opposite thing he should have done to someone with flirt beams being fired, but he's got priorities. ]
You're going to sit down and tell me what the hell she's gotten into. And whenever she gets out here, you're going to leave.
[ can't have no witnesses for when he kills her for the dozenth time. ]