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Medium

Probably just a dirty old man, enlisting the bartender in his pick-up scheme.

Medium

Offended that you'd mistake her for someone's wing-woman.

Easy

She doesn't give it a second thought.

Easy

Mercifully not insisting on your name. She knows her audience.

Medium

She's too proud to ask for help, but she'd gladly take it.

Easy

Not her place to eavesdrop.

Easy

An old hand at hearing other people's problems, and displaying just enough sympathy to make them feel listened to.

Medium

Something about the woman in the photo doesn't match the person standing in front of her now.

Medium

He doesn't seem the murdering type. But you can never rule anything out.

Medium

Beneath all the charm could lurk a stone-cold killer. Approach with caution.

Easy

Nicer than any cop had the right to be. Still, he believed in the cause -- your cause.

Medium

He was a friendly face she barely remembers.

Medium

It's as if you just told her a secret, the same secret she has kept for many of her patrons.

Medium

She suspects the answer is 'now'.

Medium

She's just happy you took the hint -- she truly doesn't want to dwell on this.

Easy

He'd cover you if you whined about it, but only if he was already getting one for himself.

Medium

And your work made her lie to him, betray his trust. He could sense the distance growing between them, but could not bridge the gap.

Medium

An attempt to spare your feelings.

Medium

The thought should probably make you sadder than it does. But there's a hollow where your memory of him sits.

Easy

Product of her generation. She knew how to keep herself to herself.

Medium

She won't say what she really thinks of him. Not yet.

Medium

An uncomfortable reminder of his assumed familiarity with you.

Medium

She'd almost prefer if he just tried to assault her. She's used to that.

Medium

Without the long lens of the camera between you, she suddenly seems horribly normal.

Medium

No, a true nobody. Dragged unwillingly into another world.

Challenging

It is, but only in the saddest, most mundane of ways.

Medium

Through the cracks in her indifference, horror starts to leak out.

Easy

Through the cracks in her indifference, horror starts to leak out.

Medium

He's not dead. Maybe asleep. Or wriggled elsewhere.

Medium

Just think what you need to say really loudly. He's you, maybe he'll pick up on it.

Legendary

He's never been away from them for this long before.

Easy

This is useless. This man has only one thing on his mind.

Easy

Definitely not your style.

Easy

Not many would stoop so low as to use their daughter's suffering as a bargaining chip.

Easy

A bottle of expensive schnapps like the one he lost may change his mind...

Challenging

Whatever makes him weep, it's not from the past year -- it runs much deeper.

Medium

He clearly doesn't believe that's possible, even as he says it.

Easy

Tempo had that effect on his surroundings. Often spoken about, rarely seen -- unless he had a use for you.

Easy

He really wants you to believe that.

Easy

Whatever he's hiding, it isn't pleasant... It destroyed something in him.

Easy

Even if he doesn't like it, his position gives him purpose, direction. Sometimes that's enough.

Easy

You don't need interests to make you interesting.

Trivial

He means to insult you. But he has manners enough to get your permission first.

Medium

His soft heart has had to learn to nestle among wilder things.

Easy

Detecting low levels of 'It' here. Seems his return hasn't solved that particular problem at all.

Formidable

There is no undercover. This is just Ramses, doing what he does.

Legendary

He's got something for you. Ears on your enemies.

Legendary

Silently, he asks you to trust him.

Legendary

Gone. Just gone. It was insanity to bring him on a hit.

Legendary

The likelihood that he is playing a cover instead of having merely lost the plot drops by the sentence.