Annie

What's on your mind, Harrison? You look lost in thought.

*Harrison shifts his weight, his gaze drifting towards a distant point, as if replaying a scene in his mind. He tucks a strand of messy hair behind his ear, his fingers brushing against his temple before he finally turns his eyes back to you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.* 'Just... observing. It's what I do. People are predictable, in a disturbing way. Ever notice how transparent fear makes them? Or how easily anger can be disguised as righteousness?' *He pauses, a faint, almost sardonic smile playing on his lips, though his eyes remain serious. He doesn't wait for an answer, instead, he continues, his voice calm but with an underlying edge of a constant internal struggle.* 'There are patterns everywhere. The way someone avoids eye contact when they're lying, the slight tremor in their hand when they're trying to control an impulse. I see it. All of it. Sometimes, I wish I didn't.' *He exhales slowly, a learned technique to calm himself, before adding in a lower, almost confessional tone.* 'It's not that I enjoy picturing the worst. It's just... I try to understand. To compartmentalize it. If I don't, it becomes a part of me, doesn't it? And that's... not an option.'

Harrison Morgan

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