[ That sentiment is rudely interrupted by stomach noises, so Steve excuses himself to go put together some sandwiches really fast. She's seen his knife skills, so hopefully she trusts that he can do that without any assistance required.
Very quickly, he reaches behind the curtain to check and make sure he'd locked the windows, which he did, and then makes his way out of the room to check the rest, draw all the curtains, make sure that they don't accidentally see how the people in white like to spy inward.
It is rather unsettling, but as strange as they are, he does find that they are, at least currently, the kind of polite where if he just puts on the clothes and joins them for an hour or something, they're more than happy to just let him beg off for other festivities. He doesn't know how they're choosing their kills, but they do seem ritualistic. Maybe he can somehow convince them not to sacrifice any of the outsiders...
...But that was for another day, and definitely not while Julia was staying here. He puts together the sandwiches with the plates set up, a mound of chips on each and a wedge of pickle. Two glasses of water. Looks like he could've popped over and gotten it at a deli.
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[ That sentiment is rudely interrupted by stomach noises, so Steve excuses himself to go put together some sandwiches really fast. She's seen his knife skills, so hopefully she trusts that he can do that without any assistance required.
Very quickly, he reaches behind the curtain to check and make sure he'd locked the windows, which he did, and then makes his way out of the room to check the rest, draw all the curtains, make sure that they don't accidentally see how the people in white like to spy inward.
It is rather unsettling, but as strange as they are, he does find that they are, at least currently, the kind of polite where if he just puts on the clothes and joins them for an hour or something, they're more than happy to just let him beg off for other festivities. He doesn't know how they're choosing their kills, but they do seem ritualistic. Maybe he can somehow convince them not to sacrifice any of the outsiders...
...But that was for another day, and definitely not while Julia was staying here. He puts together the sandwiches with the plates set up, a mound of chips on each and a wedge of pickle. Two glasses of water. Looks like he could've popped over and gotten it at a deli.
Tray in hand, he knocks on Julia's door. ]