“Pain is in the mind.”
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‘    ––––––  yeah,  sure it is.  that’s your thing,  huh ?  mind over matter ?  seems kinda  zen  for a guy in your position,  don’t you think ?    ’

a tic of her jaw,  steel gaze leveled as she swaps out her glock for a pair of handcuffs.  everything they have is arguably  circumstantial  at this point,  but it’s enough for probable cause ;  more than enough to bring him in,  &  that’s all she needs.  metal snaps against wrists,  a satisfying  click  as the mechanism locks.  one hand braces against his forearm while the other presses into his shoulder to steer him towards her car.

‘    save it for the interrogation room,  gandhi.  you’re coming with me.    ’

inception starters.  // accepting !