She's watched this happen more times than she cares to count, so the abrupt stilling of his recently discarded burner is unmistakable. A tap of her thumb closes the tracking app, now useless, but she doesn't leave her post. He was headed right for her, which means he still might be.
A new app is opened, some mindless game she can pretend to play while she keeps most of her focus on her surroundings. There's a steady stream of pedestrians coming up the street B was on a minute ago, and none of them so much as glance her way.
Come on, B. Quit being so goddamn coy and take the bait.
She notes when the tall guy wanders into the park, because she's noted everyone who's wandered into the park since her arrival. Learn what's normal, pick out the patterns, it's all second nature. It isn't until he starts to wander her way that she gives him her full attention.
Rita is many things, but approachable isn't one of them.
Her phone is lowered into her lap, and she gives the man a level look. Maybe she's seen him before, but that doesn't mean much and it's not easy to judge. Given how much relative time she's spent in this city, it's all but impossible to place people who merely look a bit familiar. They have to make some kind of impression if she's going to remember them.
Well, at least for this loop, he has. 'Tourist' seems likely enough, but it's not the only possibility. She considers what she's learned of B, which still mostly amounts to 'skittish as hell' and 'doesn't take initial brush-offs all that well,' then indicates the correct direction with a tilt of her head. "That way."
Lifting her phone, she returns to her dumb game. To all outward appearances, she's done with him. And if directions are all he's really after, he should be done with her, too.
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A new app is opened, some mindless game she can pretend to play while she keeps most of her focus on her surroundings. There's a steady stream of pedestrians coming up the street B was on a minute ago, and none of them so much as glance her way.
Come on, B. Quit being so goddamn coy and take the bait.
She notes when the tall guy wanders into the park, because she's noted everyone who's wandered into the park since her arrival. Learn what's normal, pick out the patterns, it's all second nature. It isn't until he starts to wander her way that she gives him her full attention.
Rita is many things, but approachable isn't one of them.
Her phone is lowered into her lap, and she gives the man a level look. Maybe she's seen him before, but that doesn't mean much and it's not easy to judge. Given how much relative time she's spent in this city, it's all but impossible to place people who merely look a bit familiar. They have to make some kind of impression if she's going to remember them.
Well, at least for this loop, he has. 'Tourist' seems likely enough, but it's not the only possibility. She considers what she's learned of B, which still mostly amounts to 'skittish as hell' and 'doesn't take initial brush-offs all that well,' then indicates the correct direction with a tilt of her head. "That way."
Lifting her phone, she returns to her dumb game. To all outward appearances, she's done with him. And if directions are all he's really after, he should be done with her, too.