<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">He's lying. And why should Asa expect Carter to be honest after what he'd done. Asa pushed away from the door frame, finally stepping across the threshold and moving towards Carter's bed, his eyes catching on the abandoned pill. "You want to talk, we'll talk." Plucking it up between a thumb and forefinger he sat the pill on Carter's desk, "But only after you've taken your tablet." <br/>
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Perching on the edge of Carter's bed, legs crossed at the ankles and fingers interlaced in a loose fist, Asa's lips pressed into a thin line at the other's words. Didn't want to fall out? Maybe Carter should have thought of that before he'd gone snooping. And he had yet to apologize for it. "No, I don't know why you thought it would be okay to go through my things. Enlighten me." It wasn't a suggestion, and the sharpened edge of his voice said just as much.   </span>