[He can feel the fear almost melting out of him. Of course he could count on her; of course he could. Her manner is impeccable, her voice crisp but still warm...She's a far cry from the woman who'd been so drunkenly, playfully affectionate over the network, who'd confided her uncertainties to him. No: even his mentor, surely, cannot find any fault in this well-spoken woman.
Who squeezes his hand beneath the table. That leaves him with a warm feeling he can't explain.]
We don't take any special titles, typically speaking, though there are some who address us as "prosecutor" in a professional context.
[He looks up at von Karma, searching his face for approval.]
And yet you're still dead sexy
Who squeezes his hand beneath the table. That leaves him with a warm feeling he can't explain.]
We don't take any special titles, typically speaking, though there are some who address us as "prosecutor" in a professional context.
[He looks up at von Karma, searching his face for approval.]