"Did you really give me a gun with no ammo?" *** She stood up quickly. "I.. I should probably go. I don't know."
“I did. I suspected you didn’t know how to shoot. I’ll load it now.” *** “No, please,” he said, reaching out to her. “I mean, we need to talk about it... right?”
He frowned. "Okay.." *** She stopped, her expression conflicted. ''I don't know what there is to talk about.. We have other people and that should be all that matters.. right?"
She took the gun and loaded it with quick fingers. “Congratulations. You know how to kill people.” *** “Well, of course we do, but we still have to see each other.”
She frowned before holstering her gun. “Come on. Let’s hurry.” *** “Well, I’m not sure. That’s why we need to talk.”
She began to walk hastily, moving towards the warehouse. “So, when we get there, we need to go further in than we did last time, yeah?” *** He hesitated, having fought to get this far. “Well... should we try to just ignore it? Can we do that?”
“Alright, Elmer Fudd. And we’re looking for the why, now.” *** He sighed in frustration. “Ugh. I don’t know. I don’t know.”
"Elmer Fudd? Ew." He frowned. "Literally anything else." *** She touched his shoulder, the action uncertain. "It's okay, though. Right?"
“Uh huh. And so circle gets the square.” *** He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m sorry, Cal. I really like you. It’s just...”
She laughed lightly as they entered the warehouse. She drew her gun and beckoned him to follow her. *** “Yeah. Yeah. And the whole fact that we’re soulmates just makes it more complicated.”
The warehouse seemed darker than before and Val frowned. “This is weird,” she whispered. “Stay close.” *** He paused. “Do you want to?”
