[He's quiet for a moment, staring at the tear stains on the page. Unless Yu has something in particular he wants to read himself, Connor will gently close the diary and lock it up again, before placing it back in the bedside drawer.]
I did.
[Though he can't say how he feels about it now.]
What do you make of her?
[Is that all for the bedroom? If so, he's going to start heading back to the living room to check out the TV.]
no subject
I did.
[Though he can't say how he feels about it now.]
What do you make of her?
[Is that all for the bedroom? If so, he's going to start heading back to the living room to check out the TV.]