She's still eyeing him for a moment, though, before she rises from the couch to tend to the fire, reaching for the poker and prodding a few of the logs around to keep it going.
"It's easy to forget this place is what it is sometimes," Beckett murmurs, thinking out loud. "How it introduces people from completely different worlds."
After another beat, she rejoins him on the couch, sitting sideways, leaning her arm against the back of the couch and resting her head in her hand.
"It's not so much of a stretch to wonder if we would've met had we lived in the same one, is it? Given what we do."
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Date: 2010-12-31 05:31 am (UTC)She's still eyeing him for a moment, though, before she rises from the couch to tend to the fire, reaching for the poker and prodding a few of the logs around to keep it going.
"It's easy to forget this place is what it is sometimes," Beckett murmurs, thinking out loud. "How it introduces people from completely different worlds."
After another beat, she rejoins him on the couch, sitting sideways, leaning her arm against the back of the couch and resting her head in her hand.
"It's not so much of a stretch to wonder if we would've met had we lived in the same one, is it? Given what we do."