[ She looks around curiously, taking it all in. Wherever this is, it isn't Portland. It doesn't look like anywhere she's ever seen before. ]
Creepy.
[ And not in an evil clown or unexpected-horse-in-your-face way, either. She's quiet other than that as they head into town, silently looking in the direction of the landmarks Eliot points out, but all she can see is fog.
It's a relief to get inside, although the interior is nothing like their state-of-the-art headquarters back home. Parker takes stock with the same quiet stillness that she'd shown outside, looking around the whole front room and even peeking into a doorway or two before abruptly turning back to face him. ]
Eliot, did we die? In Highpoint Tower?
[ That had been the cover, the story Nate had told to make the con work. She knows it's not real. Knows the bodies were fake (although that had taken some convincing, at first - she really hadn't liked seeing Hardison and Eliot's bodies lying still and lifeless in front of her). Knows that they'd never been in danger the way Nate had told Sterling they were, that Eliot was never shot, that Hardison never fell, that everyone got out safe and sound.
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Creepy.
[ And not in an evil clown or unexpected-horse-in-your-face way, either. She's quiet other than that as they head into town, silently looking in the direction of the landmarks Eliot points out, but all she can see is fog.
It's a relief to get inside, although the interior is nothing like their state-of-the-art headquarters back home. Parker takes stock with the same quiet stillness that she'd shown outside, looking around the whole front room and even peeking into a doorway or two before abruptly turning back to face him. ]
Eliot, did we die? In Highpoint Tower?
[ That had been the cover, the story Nate had told to make the con work. She knows it's not real. Knows the bodies were fake (although that had taken some convincing, at first - she really hadn't liked seeing Hardison and Eliot's bodies lying still and lifeless in front of her). Knows that they'd never been in danger the way Nate had told Sterling they were, that Eliot was never shot, that Hardison never fell, that everyone got out safe and sound.
And yet. The ghost. The two of them, here. ]
You can tell me. I - I wanna know.