Empathy · Voice lines

She's not sorry to disappoint you. Informing on someone in a murder investigation would intrude upon her focused existence.

She liked them.

His disdain for pinball could not be clearer.

He likes this find.

The lieutenant is too tired to be cross with you, he just wants to get back to it.

So that's what that emotion was, before. It was wishful thinking.

Ease into it, don't go too far. This seems like a personal matter...

Dead? He can't say it...

He's relieved.

He cannot believe it.

Today, tomorrow, ever.

It's more him.

In his eyes? A half-familiar longing. Flecks of brown and gold.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to show yourself some of that empathy, from time to time? Just a suggestion. Carry on now.

That all the beans you got, Tommy? Damn. It really is hard to talk man to man...

Dead because of me?

He still is -- hoping. It's just wishful thinking on his part, not trickery.

He's seen your kind before. As a lorry driver he's familiar with every addiction, compulsion, and self-destructive habit known to a man.