Parameters. It was important. Sometimes the fastest way to ensure someone didn't talk wasn't the best.
He exhaled slowly.
Taras glanced around them, his eyes traveling over shapes in the darkness, the outlines of furniture, the faint glow from the stove. It felt familiar and welcoming and he let his hand relax against Lasha's thigh.
A slight frown nicked his brow.
"Your father," he said, lowering his voice, so it only brushed the air between them. "You don't think he...had your suitcases bugged, or anything?"
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Date: 2009-09-18 11:05 pm (UTC)"All right. I understand."
Parameters. It was important. Sometimes the fastest way to ensure someone didn't talk wasn't the best.
He exhaled slowly.
Taras glanced around them, his eyes traveling over shapes in the darkness, the outlines of furniture, the faint glow from the stove. It felt familiar and welcoming and he let his hand relax against Lasha's thigh.
A slight frown nicked his brow.
"Your father," he said, lowering his voice, so it only brushed the air between them. "You don't think he...had your suitcases bugged, or anything?"