I just don’t know how I’m supposed to trust that you are who you say you are.
Also…they don’t have the prison anymore.
But the real problem here is the fluttering uncertainty in Harry’s gut, growing into panic. He should be able to tell if this is the Inspector. He should know. But he hasn’t heard from one of his skills- the cop one- since Osborn plucked it out of his head, along with Kim’s face.
The remaining skills are arguing, passing the contents of the messages back and forth. The blues come to a consensus that this style of language is consistent with the Inspector. The purples say the bluntness and attitude reflects his manners…but the reds are less convinced.
HALF LIGHT - (It's AM. It’s obviously AM. He wants you to come to his turf alone so he can punish you. He is going to clip your wings and make a bag out of your skin.)
<ambrosius>
I’m not dallying or stalling
Also…they don’t have the prison anymore.I just don’t know how I’m supposed to trust that you are who you say you are.
But the real problem here is the fluttering uncertainty in Harry’s gut, growing into panic. He should be able to tell if this is the Inspector. He should know. But he hasn’t heard from one of his skills- the cop one- since Osborn plucked it out of his head, along with Kim’s face.
The remaining skills are arguing, passing the contents of the messages back and forth. The blues come to a consensus that this style of language is consistent with the Inspector. The purples say the bluntness and attitude reflects his manners…but the reds are less convinced.
HALF LIGHT - (It's AM. It’s obviously AM. He wants you to come to his turf alone so he can punish you. He is going to clip your wings and make a bag out of your skin.)