[She blinks back, unsure of what’s keeping him. This is good, right? He wants to leave, she’s giving him an out? She’s about to ask him what the hell’s his problem this time when he seems to stutter back to life.]
[Not that she can really judge someone for being a weirdo, but she doesn’t know how to read him. Give it a few minutes, maybe. For the moment, she nods.]
The ones down sort of closer to the beach? They’re, uh— [She gestures vaguely, beginning to move in the direction she indicates.] They look like they were . . . put in wrong. Stuck in the ground halfway and then fell over, or. I don’t know how to explain it. You didn’t see those?
[They’re freaking her out, actually. The squid was a nice diversion, but now she’s back to thinking about those leaning buildings slowly slumping to the ground and crushing some unsuspecting person under them. The hair rises on the back of her neck.]
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[Not that she can really judge someone for being a weirdo, but she doesn’t know how to read him. Give it a few minutes, maybe. For the moment, she nods.]
The ones down sort of closer to the beach? They’re, uh— [She gestures vaguely, beginning to move in the direction she indicates.] They look like they were . . . put in wrong. Stuck in the ground halfway and then fell over, or. I don’t know how to explain it. You didn’t see those?
[They’re freaking her out, actually. The squid was a nice diversion, but now she’s back to thinking about those leaning buildings slowly slumping to the ground and crushing some unsuspecting person under them. The hair rises on the back of her neck.]