Soma shrugs a little and sets both glasses down on the low coffee table in front of himself, before sitting down. "Soma Cruz. And you, Detective?" Still the picture of cordiality, and visibly relaxed. Either this one's really good, or he really didn't do anything.
He picks up one of the cups and takes a sip, looking across the gap. "You can sit down if you like, or wander about and examine things. I'm afraid there isn't much to see, though - I've only just moved in." And it's true - the place still has that new apartment smell of carpet glue and industrial cleaners. If he's been up to anything nefarious, the blood was probably still fresh on the ground.
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Date: 2019-12-01 01:35 am (UTC)From:He picks up one of the cups and takes a sip, looking across the gap. "You can sit down if you like, or wander about and examine things. I'm afraid there isn't much to see, though - I've only just moved in." And it's true - the place still has that new apartment smell of carpet glue and industrial cleaners. If he's been up to anything nefarious, the blood was probably still fresh on the ground.