Her frown deepens slightly, but after a moment, she shakes her head. "Either you're both drastically overestimating how strongly I dislike him, or you're too used to dealing with people who are both impressively awful and impressively stupid."
She runs a hand through her hair, tugging lightly at her scalp. It doesn't do much to alleviate the dull throb of headache that's been a frequent companion since her encounter with Roderick.
"I don't like Malcolm. I don't think I ever will. I also don't wish him - or you - any harm."
"Mostly the former, to be honest," Neal says, but it's more tired than ironic this time. He smiles a little. "I'm glad to hear that. I didn't think you did, for the record, I just..."
He stops. Venting his worries about Malcolm to Yelena isn't going to be productive. Neal shakes his head, then pushes those worries aside for the time being.
"...How have you been while we've been here?" The question is tentative. Hesitant or not, though, it's genuine in its concern.
"Fine," Yelena says, rolling one shoulder in a shrug. She pauses a moment, then adds, "But I would suggest staying far away from the dump if you can. There's something there that wants to lure people in with visions of things from home."
And while she may be less susceptible than most, it doesn't make the visions any less a threat.
Neal clenches his jaw a moment in helpless anger. Then nods. “Thanks. Stay out of the woods at night, even if—especially if—you hear someone looking for something. Calling for help. There are monsters out there. I reported what happened, but. Trust me, it’s better to steer clear.”
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She runs a hand through her hair, tugging lightly at her scalp. It doesn't do much to alleviate the dull throb of headache that's been a frequent companion since her encounter with Roderick.
"I don't like Malcolm. I don't think I ever will. I also don't wish him - or you - any harm."
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He stops. Venting his worries about Malcolm to Yelena isn't going to be productive. Neal shakes his head, then pushes those worries aside for the time being.
"...How have you been while we've been here?" The question is tentative. Hesitant or not, though, it's genuine in its concern.
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And while she may be less susceptible than most, it doesn't make the visions any less a threat.
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