Date: 2007-01-27 07:08 am (UTC)
"Heard I...?" John trailed off, knowing he should be able to complete that sentence and more than slightly hacked off that he couldn't. He knew exactly what would happen if he tried, too: instant migraine and a pathetic display of weakness that he absolutely wasn't prepared to make. Not in front of Kit, especially. The events in Belfast were still mostly a blurry mess, and probably always would be.

But how was he supposed to explain that to her?

He turned away from her, only to meet the gaze of his own reflection in the bar mirrors, and winced at the stupidly stunned look on his face. Leaning on the bar and resting his forehead in his hand, he shut his eyes for a moment. He'd never been able to dissemble to Kit, she always saw right through him on the rare occasion when he'd tried.

All right then, best to just be up-front about it and hope she was equally good at reading him when he told the truth.

"Belfast, right?" he sighed. "I was there, I know, but I had a...an accident, sort of, and I'm not sure now what all went on. What is it you heard?" Did I see you? Did someone tell you about the fiend? Why wait so long and show up now?
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