"You must have?" His face twists, sours. "What does that even mean? Shouldn't that be something you remember?"
The whistle captures his attention for a fleeting moment and only offers it a quick sidelong glance before his eyes tick back over to Pandora. Murphy leans over to put the kettle onto something that's not directly onto the counter.
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Date: 2018-12-12 03:14 am (UTC)The whistle captures his attention for a fleeting moment and only offers it a quick sidelong glance before his eyes tick back over to Pandora. Murphy leans over to put the kettle onto something that's not directly onto the counter.
"Who's your dominant?"