He pauses at the end of the hall, his eyes moving over the room, noting details. Not nearly as spartan as his own accommodations, he notices. But not as decorator perfect as he remembered Lenora's apartment being. (Why that comparison springs to mind, he doesn't care to examine too closely.) His eyes scan over the window and then the rest of the room, part of him wanting to clear the rest of the apartment.
When he turns back to her, his expression is one of concern.
"He's seeing an ex-IRA operative and you're concerned for his safety. Why on earth would you think I would disapprove of this? He's probably shared your disapproval with her, and potentially made you a target."
He gives her a stern look and holds out his hand for the file.
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Date: 2009-04-23 04:22 pm (UTC)When he turns back to her, his expression is one of concern.
"He's seeing an ex-IRA operative and you're concerned for his safety. Why on earth would you think I would disapprove of this? He's probably shared your disapproval with her, and potentially made you a target."
He gives her a stern look and holds out his hand for the file.