Quillan had been watching him, trying to imagine him as a terrible monster and just not being able to do so. When the man stirred though, he looked away, down at a newspaper he'd picked up downstairs in the lobby. When Kellen spoke, he looked up at him as if he'd been reading the paper the whole time.
"Um--a few hours since I got back. I didn't want to wake you up. We can nuke the hamburgers if you want them hot." There was a chinzy little microwave in the room which people probably used to heat up leftovers from the restaurants they ate at on vacation. But this was far from a vacation for either of them.
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