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[color=gray]Not expecting her gratitude and still somewhat on edge, he jumped at the sound of her voice so close to him. Although it didn't take long for him to smooth himself out again, he gave her a muted glance, trying to ignore the way his cigarette was bobbing between his shaky hand again. "[b][color=7ea7d8]No need to apologize,[/color][/b]" responded Simon simply, bringing that cigarette back up to his mouth (with only minimal trouble) and taking another drag from it. He found the act calming, familiar in it's tediousness, the whole world could lose it's mind around him but as long as he could focus on writing or smoking then he might just make it through it. He knew it was a crutch, something he'd note in another person as being borderline obsessive but that had little hope in stopping him. "[b][color=7ea7d8]I've no reason to attend the Hall but my own curiosities and something tells me that can wait.[/color][/b]"

He couldn't make out much more than indistinct shapes in the blanket of darkness hanging over them, he wasn't comforted by this. "[b][color=7ea7d8]I take it that you know him?[/color][/b]" He inquired, voice surprisingly steady despite how shaken by the night he clearly was. "[b][color=7ea7d8]Would it be terribly rude if I inquired how?[/color][/b]" He wasn't going to press if she didn't want to talk about it, it wasn't his business anyhow, he was only a nosy stranger. Having her story on Doctor Green might help him judge his character though and decide whether or not he was worth avoiding entirely. Simon didn't have much patience, despite the nature of his job, certain people rubbed him the wrong way and he wasn't as adept at hiding that as some of his colleagues. 

She was clearly young, which bothered him instinctively because Doctor Green had seemed a bit older than he was. He hoped there wasn't too bad a history there. "[b][color=7ea7d8]I'm uh- I'm an investigative journalist, sorry, I ask questions for a living. I sometimes forget that not everyone likes to have their personal lives poked at by a stranger.[/color][/b]" He said, hoping the explanation would keep her from becoming offended if she [i]didn't[/i] want to talk about it. He liked that they were currently pretty affable, he wasn't looking to destroy that with one curious question.[/color]


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