JJ
The rest of the appointment passed mostly in silence.
Not the easy silence from earlier either. This silence carried more weight. It settled over him after Havoc and Bones left and stayed there while I worked my way through the final section of shading.
Nixx never fidgeted or glanced toward the clock, but something in him had changed. His jaw remained slightly tighter than before, and every so often his gaze drifted away from his arm toward a point somewhere beyond my station. Whatever occupied his thoughts seemed to run deeper than the conversation he had allowed me to hear.
I wondered whether it was Bones.
More specifically, I wondered whether it was the question Nixx had asked me.
Has he done something to you?
He had accepted my answer, but I wasn’t convinced he believed it.
