[She'd been about five minutes away herself, which is how he finds her seated on the steps leading up to the bank, leaning back on one arm, munching on an apple in the other hand. There's a seemingly casual nature to her posture that perhaps belies her deadly nature, although the bags under her eyes speak of continued restless nights.
She people watches the few that do go about their days, tracking them momentarily before disregarding. It's how she spots Peter's approach, feeling that light flutter in her chest as he comes closer. Her eyes skip across him, studying, assessing, and he seems to be well enough all things considered. The longer hair still makes her pause, although it's not bad. Just different. Years will do that.
And... In some ways it is easier over the device. Her mouth opens, closes for a moment in thought, before finally speaking.]
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She people watches the few that do go about their days, tracking them momentarily before disregarding. It's how she spots Peter's approach, feeling that light flutter in her chest as he comes closer. Her eyes skip across him, studying, assessing, and he seems to be well enough all things considered. The longer hair still makes her pause, although it's not bad. Just different. Years will do that.
And... In some ways it is easier over the device. Her mouth opens, closes for a moment in thought, before finally speaking.]
Hello, Peter.