I've only let two people in, during my entire life. Not even my daughter knows all of me. Knows everything I keep. [...] I don't regret it, no. But I do regret when I let people see the human being behind the detective, sometimes. It's never as perfect as people expect it is.
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May I ask if it was after, or before...him? That you moved to this city?
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... After. I wanted an easy place to live, where nobody would ask about me.
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[He hangs his head slightly.]
I can't say I don't understand that feeling right now. In it's own way.
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Can't really do that here.
[It does make him long for that city where every law is about avoiding unpleasantness.]
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But you have gotten some good experiences here, yes? Outside of your...perfect distances....
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I still prefer the distance. But I guess... gettin' to know some of ya hasn't been all bad.
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[Another sip of the whiskey.]
You probably would just want us to leave you alone, most days.
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... 'm not good with people.
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You get along with people just fine.
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He does not look like he believes that.]
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I'm too tired to make deductions today, my dear fellow. [He looks down at his whiskey glass.] You don't feel you deserve it, perhaps?
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[After betraying a partner, what hope is there? Nobody should put their trust in him.
It's safer to keep people at a distance.]
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[...]
From what even little I know of you...you're better off than I in the "you deserve it" department.
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You barely know me. 'n that's on purpose.
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[A wink.]
Same with me, Mr. Turner. How odd, to find similarities through such circumstances.
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Easier when people don't know you. Or at least, only as much as you want them to see.
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[whatever that means]
I hardly want anyone to look behind the curtain. And yet people have. So troublesome. So...vulnerable.
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Do ya regret letting people in?
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I've only let two people in, during my entire life. Not even my daughter knows all of me. Knows everything I keep. [...] I don't regret it, no. But I do regret when I let people see the human being behind the detective, sometimes. It's never as perfect as people expect it is.
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