He instantly recalls a course he took. It’s a flash of criminal psychology. It’s not an exact comparison to what they’re talking about now. With little socializing to his name, it becomes the first response to be triggered. He’s unaware in the moment to this foundational fault. He’s enthusiastic enough to pull data and give an answer. It’s enough.
“We–collectively speaking–all believe we have a keen sense of perception, but–for example, if you and I were to visually see the same event, excluding any visual impairments–we actually recall only the things our brains allow us to record–making us recall possibly different versions of the same encounter. As eye-witnesses….” rolls clumsily out. He’s left with parted lips when his own words are analyzed. It’s a term that finally hits upon familiarity. It’s found in the same box as ‘survivor.’ Police interviews. Distant relatives. Everything can be traced back to one night. Memory is odd. Odder than the articles he could cite. His mouth finally closes. His fingertips draw away from the sweating water glass. They hide themselves under the table to dry. He gives Violet a nod at long last. Final answer. He notices what’s around him. It’s why he’s here. With her.
“I’d like that.” Her offer is taken with little effort. “Technically–well–you could make a reasonable argument that we do work together, that’s true,” he goes on. It convinces himself. “I don’t–not routinely–visit the sets. Rare cases.” Whenever Marcelo Rico says it’d be for developing purposes. Grayson thinks it has more to do with gathering Panera orders or Redbull runs.
His brows knit. He nods his head. He’s curious. He understands. One of these outweighs the other by an overwhelming degree. “In what way? The electrocution.” She looks serious. He does too.
"well you have to come now." she's always found herself to be an impartial observer, marking interactions in time with the seconds on the clock. the arguments are all sound enough, the facts align just fine for her. "since it's a rare case." the dots there have been connected succinctly, though she's not sure what qualifies this particular movie instead of any of the other santiago productions.
"it all depends on the wattage, and where on the body the point of contact is." contrary to popular belief, she'd learned that not everything was strong enough to turn people to skeletons in the blink of an eye. "did you watch home alone 2? it's not like that at all." although the rest of the movie had seemed believable enough, at least if the parents really were that forgetful. "sometimes people just seize up and drop—" hitting the floor like concrete, unable to scream let alone jerk around. "we're going to get it right." not too dramatic, not too subtle. just the right amount to signal pain.
"you could get into the head of the killer too." an experience she hadn't shared often. but, sometimes the timing was right, it wasn't exactly stumbling upon a body together. unless they were talking in metaphors. but it was close, and besides she doubted claudia would be free the whole time to hang out with her. work and all. "double consulting power."
"well you have to come now." she's always found herself to be an impartial observer, marking interactions in time with the seconds on the clock. the arguments are all sound enough, the facts align just fine for her. "since it's a rare case." the dots there have been connected succinctly, though she's not sure what qualifies this particular movie instead of any of the other santiago productions.
"it all depends on the wattage, and where on the body the point of contact is." contrary to popular belief, she'd learned that not everything was strong enough to turn people to skeletons in the blink of an eye. "did you watch home alone 2? it's not like that at all." although the rest of the movie had seemed believable enough, at least if the parents really were that forgetful. "sometimes people just seize up and drop—" hitting the floor like concrete, unable to scream let alone jerk around. "we're going to get it right." not too dramatic, not too subtle. just the right amount to signal pain.
"you could get into the head of the killer too." an experience she hadn't shared often. but, sometimes the timing was right, it wasn't exactly stumbling upon a body together. unless they were talking in metaphors. but it was close, and besides she doubted claudia would be free the whole time to hang out with her. work and all. "double consulting power."














