DAY 6 (POST TRIAL) ALFENDI & ELIZABETH

[selfdenying]

["Trust her".]

[That's what his notebook says. That's what he says. Or another him. It's still strange, that not only has he been awake for this long without blacking out, but now he's learned there's another self that writes him notes and ever so nicely informs him what's going on.]

[And apparently, his other side has nothing but good things to say about Elizabeth. He doesn't get it, but...fine, alright. He'll trust her. He has things to share, and to have someone to share them with is a boon.]

[He'll approach her some time before the party, his notebook tucked under his arm. It's always a good time for first meetings.]

So, you're the woman to go to when a man wants to share his thoughts on some murders, are you?

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[tearable]

[ Liz is desperately trying to bundle some blankets and pillows in her arms, oops. He stops her and her eyes narrow. ]

Depends on who's asking. [ Seriously, she means that. ] Trust doesn't get you far here, but sure as hell don't have anything to worry about with me.