"Look, you'd be worried too if you've spent years working with people who thought of the tongue as a viable investigative tool," Faye says, rolling her eyes. There's a slight tension in her shoulders, although she does a decent job at hiding it. It scares Faye that she even cares, sometimes. She'd been so hellbent on just stopping, on never exposing herself in such a way again after Spike left. But... well. It wasn't that easy. Shutting people out just wasn't that easy.
"I'm guessing that the mice they sell at the pet store won't do it, huh," she muses, tapping her chin. They'd be easy enough to get, a couple bucks apiece. But Faye was never quite into the biology of things so much as the physics.
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Date: 2014-09-27 03:32 am (UTC)"I'm guessing that the mice they sell at the pet store won't do it, huh," she muses, tapping her chin. They'd be easy enough to get, a couple bucks apiece. But Faye was never quite into the biology of things so much as the physics.