His first sentence doesn't result in any change of expression except for a creasing of her eyebrows: the words mean nothing to her. Everything is too heated, too uncertain, for her to try and grasp their meaning. But then Graves keeps on talking.
At law enforcement, Kate's expression shifts from puzzlement to anger, scorn. Her lip curls and she repeats, "Oh, chief of law enforcement," with her rich voice full of disdain. That's just fantastic. Except, except before she can comment on that further, before she can point out that the police barracks is being used as a stable or something else clever that might spring to mind, he keeps talking.
She's still angry, she still looks angry, but at I intend to clean up what's left behind, a sudden wave of fear, dread, washes over her. Through her.
Any more questions?
"Don't kill him."
It's not a question, she makes it not a question, but she means it. Credence Barebone is a good young man who tries hard, no matter that he's... he's possessed or whatever it is, oh God, oh God, poor Credence, but Kate knows what it is when the police declare that they are going to clean up mistakes.
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At law enforcement, Kate's expression shifts from puzzlement to anger, scorn. Her lip curls and she repeats, "Oh, chief of law enforcement," with her rich voice full of disdain. That's just fantastic. Except, except before she can comment on that further, before she can point out that the police barracks is being used as a stable or something else clever that might spring to mind, he keeps talking.
She's still angry, she still looks angry, but at I intend to clean up what's left behind, a sudden wave of fear, dread, washes over her. Through her.
Any more questions?
"Don't kill him."
It's not a question, she makes it not a question, but she means it. Credence Barebone is a good young man who tries hard, no matter that he's... he's possessed or whatever it is, oh God, oh God, poor Credence, but Kate knows what it is when the police declare that they are going to clean up mistakes.