She looked at him, and what crossed her face was somewhere between recognition and something more personal, the look of someone who has spent a long time in rooms where people spoke around things and has just been handed a sentence that went straight through the middle.
"It's three in the morning," she said.
"It is."
"You've been awake since before midnight."
"I've been awake longer than that," he said. "But I'm not tired."
She looked at him with the specific quality of someone who has just been told something and has understood not only the content of it but also the shape of it.
She placed her phone on the cushion next to her and did not reach for it again.
He looked at her and said nothing, which was sometimes the most direct communication available.
[DESIRE: 52/100.]
[SHE JUST TOLD YOU SOMETHING SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO. FILE IT.]
