His eyes dart from Elijah to Meredith at uneven intervals-- are they accomplices? Are they here to kill me? The perpetrator's somewhat heartfelt apology manages to convince him that, for the most part, they aren't here to do the latter. They aren't horrible people.
Elijah's just horrible at lawn darts, that's all. ]
I-It's okay, really..
[ His palms start to sweat at his sides. He's not good with this, and Meredith is giving him this really bad look. He can't stand to look at either of them for little more than a second. ]
Do you even.. well, know how to play? [ Because your aim sucks, Elijah. Sucks terribly. ]
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His eyes dart from Elijah to Meredith at uneven intervals-- are they accomplices? Are they here to kill me? The perpetrator's somewhat heartfelt apology manages to convince him that, for the most part, they aren't here to do the latter. They aren't horrible people.
Elijah's just horrible at lawn darts, that's all. ]
I-It's okay, really..
[ His palms start to sweat at his sides. He's not good with this, and Meredith is giving him this really bad look. He can't stand to look at either of them for little more than a second. ]
Do you even.. well, know how to play? [ Because your aim sucks, Elijah. Sucks terribly. ]