Something suddenly makes a whole lot more sense to Kate; which is ironic, considering the absurdity of Bela's words.
Bloody Milliways.
"I'm sorry."
Beat.
"You're right, I should jus' sleep on it. Give myself some time t'think," she mutters apologetically. "I'll be okay."
If only she could make herself sound more sure of that.
She smiles weakly in reply to Bela's last remark, and brushes her hand.
"Why don't y'finish tellin' me your story. From earlier. An' I'll tell y'more about Buchel's Bank."
The very thought of anything other than what's happening here and now with Doc in the Bar is hard to conjure. Kate's desperate for answers -- but there are no answers. So she'll settle for a distraction, instead.
no subject
.
.
"Oh."
Something suddenly makes a whole lot more sense to Kate; which is ironic, considering the absurdity of Bela's words.
Bloody Milliways.
"I'm sorry."
Beat.
"You're right, I should jus' sleep on it. Give myself some time t'think," she mutters apologetically. "I'll be okay."
If only she could make herself sound more sure of that.
She smiles weakly in reply to Bela's last remark, and brushes her hand.
"Why don't y'finish tellin' me your story. From earlier. An' I'll tell y'more about Buchel's Bank."
The very thought of anything other than what's happening here and now with Doc in the Bar is hard to conjure. Kate's desperate for answers -- but there are no answers. So she'll settle for a distraction, instead.