[And right away his gun is aimed at the corpse. What should be a corpse. But he's not looking at it long - that attention is hers. He trusts her enough to trust even what might be an imprint of her, a vision or a game of his mind - at least for now.]
[So he stays, but he watches her. Tense. Ready.]
[Mindful of the trees.]
Carmen, talk to me.
[Faint, but insistent. It's easier being an FBI agent than just a man.]
no subject
[So he stays, but he watches her. Tense. Ready.]
[Mindful of the trees.]
Carmen, talk to me.
[Faint, but insistent. It's easier being an FBI agent than just a man.]