He's been present for a while now. Walked into the room with a smile that only brightened for the sight of Kate, but she didn't see him, her eyes fixed on the projection with an intensity that makes Jim look, too. He doesn't understand what's happening, but he can feel that it's important. It's in the line of Kate's shoulders, the deep shadows between her brows, the white press of her lips. He spends more time watching her than the projection, but at a new voice he looks up again, recognizing that craggy face at once.
Biggie, she'd called him.
Jim detaches himself at last from the door and doesn't stop until he's crouched between Kate and the images on the wall. "Katie bug, c'mon." He doesn't know what the hell is happening, but he knows enough to have made a decision. "Maybe we take a break, huh?"
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Date: 2012-03-10 05:14 am (UTC)He's been present for a while now. Walked into the room with a smile that only brightened for the sight of Kate, but she didn't see him, her eyes fixed on the projection with an intensity that makes Jim look, too. He doesn't understand what's happening, but he can feel that it's important. It's in the line of Kate's shoulders, the deep shadows between her brows, the white press of her lips. He spends more time watching her than the projection, but at a new voice he looks up again, recognizing that craggy face at once.
Biggie, she'd called him.
Jim detaches himself at last from the door and doesn't stop until he's crouched between Kate and the images on the wall. "Katie bug, c'mon." He doesn't know what the hell is happening, but he knows enough to have made a decision. "Maybe we take a break, huh?"