[ The little sigh from behind Stiles, out of the darkness of the bus shelter, belongs in the soundtrack of a movie, the platonic ideal of the wistful sound made by the freshly spurned romantic. ]
You've got to be the least inspiring detective I've ...
[ His voice trails off because in listening to city noises distant and near, it sounds like a lot of cars are coming. They're still several streets away. Traffic hasn't been heavy through this area thus far, but he's not really an expert on city traffic patterns. Also, he shouldn't 'help' Stiles in any way, so he merely finishes his sentence. ]
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You've got to be the least inspiring detective I've ...
[ His voice trails off because in listening to city noises distant and near, it sounds like a lot of cars are coming. They're still several streets away. Traffic hasn't been heavy through this area thus far, but he's not really an expert on city traffic patterns. Also, he shouldn't 'help' Stiles in any way, so he merely finishes his sentence. ]
... ever harassed.