[without saying anything else quite yet, she takes a final drag, ashes her cigarette, and shoves the butt against the bark of the tree. despite the force in her actions, she speaks calmly.]
Und Sie? [the question shouldn't be a surprise to someone like lazarus, or at least she doesn't think it would come off that way. not with the way he's been talking. not with the words he's been choosing. the only thing that might be a surprise is how she's speaking formally as she continues, still in the language that she expects only the two of them to understand.]
What are your instincts telling you about our friendly neighborhood Butzemann, exactly? Would you have started running already?
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Und Sie? [the question shouldn't be a surprise to someone like lazarus, or at least she doesn't think it would come off that way. not with the way he's been talking. not with the words he's been choosing. the only thing that might be a surprise is how she's speaking formally as she continues, still in the language that she expects only the two of them to understand.]
What are your instincts telling you about our friendly neighborhood Butzemann, exactly? Would you have started running already?