"You'd look good on camera, so they would hire you." Is she saying he's good looking? Or something else? No way of telling, really, because she makes the statement like it's already written somewhere. And then she continues without elaborating much on her reasoning of her second point, either. "But I'm sure you would walk out on them."
He just doesn't seem like the type to work well in a setting like that is her thought.
She doesn't catch the flinch, which is for the best for him since any more thought about her making him uncomfortable will likely begin to vaguely annoy her. It's something she could understand if she were in his personal space for any other reason, but the task makes it necessary.
"I doubt I will. I don't know anyone worth loaning money to." Because she doesn't consider the money she's given to Seiji to be a loan and anything else she hands over money for is a form of payment. And it's not as if she'd ever need to loan Izaya money - not that she'd hire Shizuo to hunt him down anyway when their interactions go the way they normally go.
She removes one bandage then the other and cleans both wounds again before she starts to bandage one once more, momentarily distracted from it when the conversation turns toward her. There's something odd about having normal small talk. But it probably comes from the fact that most of her conversations as of late have been with Izaya and there always seems to be an underlying threat in nearly everything that comes out of his mouth.
"I'm a personal secretary," she finally answers, with no intention of bringing Izaya into the conversation again after only vaguely bringing him up the night before. Whether Shizuo even remembers it or will make the connection is impossible to tell, but she won't be the one to bring it up. "I just run errands and do filekeeping."
She finishes with the bandaging as she speaks, smoothing her fingers against the tape to make sure it's secure before she moves away from him to collect his clothes from her makeshift clothesline.
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He just doesn't seem like the type to work well in a setting like that is her thought.
She doesn't catch the flinch, which is for the best for him since any more thought about her making him uncomfortable will likely begin to vaguely annoy her. It's something she could understand if she were in his personal space for any other reason, but the task makes it necessary.
"I doubt I will. I don't know anyone worth loaning money to." Because she doesn't consider the money she's given to Seiji to be a loan and anything else she hands over money for is a form of payment. And it's not as if she'd ever need to loan Izaya money - not that she'd hire Shizuo to hunt him down anyway when their interactions go the way they normally go.
She removes one bandage then the other and cleans both wounds again before she starts to bandage one once more, momentarily distracted from it when the conversation turns toward her. There's something odd about having normal small talk. But it probably comes from the fact that most of her conversations as of late have been with Izaya and there always seems to be an underlying threat in nearly everything that comes out of his mouth.
"I'm a personal secretary," she finally answers, with no intention of bringing Izaya into the conversation again after only vaguely bringing him up the night before. Whether Shizuo even remembers it or will make the connection is impossible to tell, but she won't be the one to bring it up. "I just run errands and do filekeeping."
She finishes with the bandaging as she speaks, smoothing her fingers against the tape to make sure it's secure before she moves away from him to collect his clothes from her makeshift clothesline.