Damn, and she busts out the quotes like it ain't no thang? ( two can play this smirky game, nieve.

at least rene's nice enough to slow a little to match caitlin's pace, all too aware of the contrast between his boots and her heels by the way she wobbles, cautiously steps over branches he'd probably just trample without a second thought. ) But I dunno. I'll leave the science stuff to you. I'll punch a ghost if I gotta — if they try any funny business.