As he climbs onto the chair, she watches him with the same small smile she greeted him with. Once he's settled, she says "And now?" She reaches across the table and takes one of his hands in a quick deft movement.
She curls her fingers lightly around his hand, which may feel somewhat like being trapped in the maw of a machine, rather than anything pleasant, given his current frame of mind.
She gazes at him, but her eyes are unfocused, studying him, but also drifting, searching as if she is watching something entirely different from what he is seeing. Her hair shifts, swirls with the smoke as her head tilts, following her line of sight.
"Shinichi Kudo, 18 years old. You haven't lived with your parents in over 4 years, although they are still alive. You worry very much about your best friend, because she mourns you even now. You lie, almost everything about you is a lie, but you do it to protect the ones you care about. You care very much for protecting, for the truth, so the lies weigh on you even more than they might. You have a strong sense of justice, and if you had any religion, it would be finding the truth by the means of your own mind. This is helpful because you attract trouble and mysteries wherever you go. Your role model is a detective, the one called Holmes, and you strive to emulate his brilliance."
She releases his hand, sitting back and exhaling softly, in a long slow breath, before puffing on her pipe again, introspectively, and she adds, almost casually. "And you are rather hopelessly tone deaf."
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She curls her fingers lightly around his hand, which may feel somewhat like being trapped in the maw of a machine, rather than anything pleasant, given his current frame of mind.
She gazes at him, but her eyes are unfocused, studying him, but also drifting, searching as if she is watching something entirely different from what he is seeing. Her hair shifts, swirls with the smoke as her head tilts, following her line of sight.
"Shinichi Kudo, 18 years old. You haven't lived with your parents in over 4 years, although they are still alive. You worry very much about your best friend, because she mourns you even now. You lie, almost everything about you is a lie, but you do it to protect the ones you care about. You care very much for protecting, for the truth, so the lies weigh on you even more than they might. You have a strong sense of justice, and if you had any religion, it would be finding the truth by the means of your own mind. This is helpful because you attract trouble and mysteries wherever you go. Your role model is a detective, the one called Holmes, and you strive to emulate his brilliance."
She releases his hand, sitting back and exhaling softly, in a long slow breath, before puffing on her pipe again, introspectively, and she adds, almost casually. "And you are rather hopelessly tone deaf."