Jin Ling let out a "hmm" to acknowledge Ignacio's departure but didn't look up from the book. As he continued reading, his expression grew more and more annoyed. Part of it was that he was confused by aspects of the setting -- what's an airport? what was Belinda flying on? where are all these places?! -- and the other part was he couldn't yet tell where the story was going. So far it, seemed that Belinda had left her mother's home to go live with her father, because they were separate for some reason, but why?
He was mouthing the words "Ford pickup" to himself with the frustrated conviction of someone who knew it meant something important, but damned if he could figure it out, when Ignacio returned and spoke to him. He closed the book, finger marking his place, and blinked, processing what he'd heard.
"I supposed so," he admitted with reluctance, "It's best when things are clear-cut and you can tell friend from foe, but --" He made a noise in the back of his throat, thinking of Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning. "Sometimes your enemies act more like your friends than your friends do."
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Date: 2021-03-08 06:43 am (UTC)He was mouthing the words "Ford pickup" to himself with the frustrated conviction of someone who knew it meant something important, but damned if he could figure it out, when Ignacio returned and spoke to him. He closed the book, finger marking his place, and blinked, processing what he'd heard.
"I supposed so," he admitted with reluctance, "It's best when things are clear-cut and you can tell friend from foe, but --" He made a noise in the back of his throat, thinking of Wei Wuxian and Wen Ning. "Sometimes your enemies act more like your friends than your friends do."