[ After the few encounters she's had with Quill--the smooth, undercover assassin--to hear him tripping all over his words is a little surprising, to say the last. The loud music isn't helping much, either, and she strains to make sure she can actually hear him, tilting her head a little. She's not sure she caught all of it, but she is sure that she's hearing him say sorry. At least twice. And that's what he always does, isn't it? He finds her, comes up to her, and as soon as she gives him the time of day, he acts like it it's a mistake, that it should've never happened in the first place, and says it's better if they part ways. Mixed signals.
It's frustrating. But what's even more frustrating is that it doesn't need to be--she could disappear from his life just as easily as he did from hers. And despite the fact that Kasumi could very well just continue walking away to do that, she says, ]
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It's frustrating. But what's even more frustrating is that it doesn't need to be--she could disappear from his life just as easily as he did from hers. And despite the fact that Kasumi could very well just continue walking away to do that, she says, ]
Why don't we talk somewhere else?