[ His voice draws her attention back down from Archer, and her expression remains pleasant until her eyes lock on his. The warmth drains out quickly and a hollow, sullen look glosses them over. Her hand loosens over his, but doesn't budge. For a silent moment, she's at a clear loss for words, floundering and gaping like a fish.
Finally, she blinks through it and shakes her head. ]
No. No, if this is about Burt, we'll deal with Burt. This is what you do; we need you. [ The implication is clear. I need you. ]
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and gaping like a fish.Finally, she blinks through it and shakes her head. ]
No. No, if this is about Burt, we'll deal with Burt. This is what you do; we need you. [ The implication is clear. I need you. ]