[ Should he be curious? Krouse probes the edge of the question like a loose tooth, an odd and troubling ache.
It's the kind of thing he thinks he would have been curious about, before. She's still not warming up even as he levels out, fever dropping to a faint cling of heat. He knows poor circulation can make people's extremities cold; he can guess that there's a number of other causes that could do the same thing.
She's not saying it like it's anything like that. ]
I am now.
[ The look he gives her isn't as glossed over the ones prior to it. There's a measure of reserve in it, preemptive resignation to something he only half-suspects. ]
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It's the kind of thing he thinks he would have been curious about, before. She's still not warming up even as he levels out, fever dropping to a faint cling of heat. He knows poor circulation can make people's extremities cold; he can guess that there's a number of other causes that could do the same thing.
She's not saying it like it's anything like that. ]
I am now.
[ The look he gives her isn't as glossed over the ones prior to it. There's a measure of reserve in it, preemptive resignation to something he only half-suspects. ]