Magne is quiet as she listens, brow furrowed. It all sounds pretty out of order, but she can put the pieces together, the more information she's handed.
She's angry. She might have been seething with it, if she weren't trying to be comforting, but she's already plotting to lay this Vika out for thinking that what she did was even remotely appropriate. She knows she doesn't have the full story, but at the end of the day, one of them is a threat while the other isn't. One of them was threatened into talking and was killed for what he said. One of them treated the other like a hunting trophy. She's beaten people to bloody pulp for less.
"I've met Freeman," she says quietly, keeping her tone very carefully neutral. "I like them well enough. First Aid I know at a glance but that's all. I don't talk to cops." As she speaks, she opens his door and shoos him inside.
A moment of quiet so that he can make himself comfortable.
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She's angry. She might have been seething with it, if she weren't trying to be comforting, but she's already plotting to lay this Vika out for thinking that what she did was even remotely appropriate. She knows she doesn't have the full story, but at the end of the day, one of them is a threat while the other isn't. One of them was threatened into talking and was killed for what he said. One of them treated the other like a hunting trophy. She's beaten people to bloody pulp for less.
"I've met Freeman," she says quietly, keeping her tone very carefully neutral. "I like them well enough. First Aid I know at a glance but that's all. I don't talk to cops." As she speaks, she opens his door and shoos him inside.
A moment of quiet so that he can make himself comfortable.