It was difficult to explain, but Nezumi was not quite what Jay had been expecting. Ā In emails Nezumi had expressed the same verbal mannerisms that he seemed to utilize vocally. Ā He spoke the way he wrote, in clear, clinical observations. Ā But there was something altered in the rest. Ā Some lack. Ā It went beyond jet-lag - it wasn't any form of exhaustion, per say, though he certainly seemed dead-beat. Ā The difference was something harder - a strain over his expressions that hadn't been expected. Ā Jay wondered if it was just the awkwardness of jumping off into a foreign country, meeting your admittedly-sort-of-threatening new coworker, and then immediately having to be introduced to Parker and sent out on a job right next after that. Ā Any kind of strain at the moment could certainly be chalked up to that, anyway. Ā Either way, he'd have to get past whatever thatĀ was and the jet-lag for what they were about to do, so hopefully the whole weird edge to the situation wouldn't even last long enough to be dwelt on. Ā Ā
They rounded around the prison and came down another slope. Ā This time their high rise was only a little ways away - the street above them was the one that connected to the door, a very thin line of metal darting out from the above road not too high above them. Ā Jay pulled into a small refueling station lot across the way and parked near the back, swinging out of the car and stretching before heading to the back, popping open the trunk with a wave of Parker's bracelet and beginning to sort through their supplies. Ā
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