Libby wandered in to the pool area. She wasn't stalking Reid, not exactly, but since Corey had ditched her for the task - and the FBI agent - she was kind of bored and a little out of sorts.
She then thought she'd amuse herself by seeing what the Sons were like before she'd met them. Not that this was exactly a good venue to do so - everything was likely to be wonky - but it was something.
Perching on the end of the diving board, her bare toes dangling over the water, she watched him as he swam, more or less waiting for him to notice he wasn't alone.
Liberty shrugged one shoulder before shifting slightly to flick her toes across the water. "Nothin' really," she admitted. "Was lookin' for Corey, but she's busy," she continued, a grin on her lips before she shook it off. "What about you? Not keen on helpin' out at the meeting?"
But maybe he hadn't heard. It was possible. Or maybe they thought they'd already told him, since Tristan knew about it.
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She then thought she'd amuse herself by seeing what the Sons were like before she'd met them. Not that this was exactly a good venue to do so - everything was likely to be wonky - but it was something.
Perching on the end of the diving board, her bare toes dangling over the water, she watched him as he swam, more or less waiting for him to notice he wasn't alone.
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"Hey," he said, since that was the kind of thing you did when someone was just hanging around watching you, "What's up?"
Yeah, all right, it was mildly creepy that someone knew him in the future, but he was dealing. Kind of.
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But maybe he hadn't heard. It was possible. Or maybe they thought they'd already told him, since Tristan knew about it.
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Yeah, it put him on edge. And the fact that she was sitting there watching him was unnerving.
"So ... yeah," he said, feeling kind of lame and awkward, a feeling he wasn't entirely accustomed to.
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