[It's true, and she manages to meet his eyes, though not for long; her gaze drops and she reaches up to make some slight and unnecessary adjustment to the way his tie sits. He's solid and warm beneath her fingers, and she finds that an immense comfort; not that she doubts he's here, though the City's played ugly tricks on people before. No.
She halfway wants to ask him what she should do for him, here and now, for the man he used to be; whether he thinks they're capable of being happy under other circumstances. After last time she'd suspected they might have been doomed from the start. It feels too much like cheating, though; and Cameron's honest to a fault. Her hand lingers a little longer than it needs to before falling, folded easily across her chest. It's just a comfortable pose, not the barrier she sometimes makes it.]
it seems that all my bridges have been burned, you say that's just how this grace thing works
[It's true, and she manages to meet his eyes, though not for long; her gaze drops and she reaches up to make some slight and unnecessary adjustment to the way his tie sits. He's solid and warm beneath her fingers, and she finds that an immense comfort; not that she doubts he's here, though the City's played ugly tricks on people before. No.
She halfway wants to ask him what she should do for him, here and now, for the man he used to be; whether he thinks they're capable of being happy under other circumstances. After last time she'd suspected they might have been doomed from the start. It feels too much like cheating, though; and Cameron's honest to a fault. Her hand lingers a little longer than it needs to before falling, folded easily across her chest. It's just a comfortable pose, not the barrier she sometimes makes it.]
Hired him to do what?