She follows after him. She makes more noise than him. The sound of her shoulder popping as she stretches and falls in line after him filled up the very brief silence.
"I..... Get nightmares. Violent ones. Nothing from my time as a PI. No back when I got taken in by my old man. Before that. I don't remember anything but..... My mind. It's blank. I just know there's something..... Bad. And I don't know what it is. But it's crippling pretty much."
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