"Yeah, definitely," Annie agrees faintly, thinking more about the potential ramifications of all of this. As far as everyone on the island is concerned, she and Auggie are museum girl and tech guy, respectively, and they've given others no reason to suspect otherwise. Auggie's even been honest about his military service, as far as she knows, because there's nothing about his time in Iraq that would ring any alarm bells as a direct line to the DPD.
She's jarred from her thoughts by the warm hand that slips into hers, confident and sure in a lingering squeeze, and she only has just enough time to squeeze Auggie's hand back in reply before he's pulling back to link arms with her again, in a more casual form of contact - but she can be grateful for that even now, when everything else feels seconds away from uprooting.
"When did you arrive?" she asks, just trying to set up a timeline in her head. It's an innocent question, one that wouldn't raise any kind of suspicion - definitely something one would ask of a co-worker, if not someone they knew from home.
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Date: 2012-01-04 11:58 pm (UTC)She's jarred from her thoughts by the warm hand that slips into hers, confident and sure in a lingering squeeze, and she only has just enough time to squeeze Auggie's hand back in reply before he's pulling back to link arms with her again, in a more casual form of contact - but she can be grateful for that even now, when everything else feels seconds away from uprooting.
"When did you arrive?" she asks, just trying to set up a timeline in her head. It's an innocent question, one that wouldn't raise any kind of suspicion - definitely something one would ask of a co-worker, if not someone they knew from home.