Kate has a general policy of avoiding people who piss her off as much as possible. Probably childish, but a serious energy saver when there's already so much to be done.
Suffice to say, she's sort of been avoiding Mello since the aftermath of the fog. And for the most part, that's worked.
Up until now. When she runs into the asshole, smiling away.
"What?"
It might not be usual for him, but she doesn't know him well enough, is too tired from the days of working at this problem - fighting and helping at the clinic - and avoiding the other, greater, more permanent realities that loom over her head, to really pay attention to the oddness of his demeanour.
What the demon might notice, however, is that the desire to get the fuck out of here rolls off her in waves. It can be seen in the tension of her shoulders, the bags under her eyes.
two fists of solid rock
Suffice to say, she's sort of been avoiding Mello since the aftermath of the fog. And for the most part, that's worked.
Up until now. When she runs into the asshole, smiling away.
"What?"
It might not be usual for him, but she doesn't know him well enough, is too tired from the days of working at this problem - fighting and helping at the clinic - and avoiding the other, greater, more permanent realities that loom over her head, to really pay attention to the oddness of his demeanour.
What the demon might notice, however, is that the desire to get the fuck out of here rolls off her in waves. It can be seen in the tension of her shoulders, the bags under her eyes.