It's a good thing Coop pauses there, and doesn't say anything after that, because Albert wouldn't have heard it anyway. He's too busy caught up in the rush of something in his ears, and the ice water rushing in his veins.
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imprisoned
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No.
Dammit, no.
His eyes are dry and that's his one saving grace, because if they were wet it'd only complete the image that's already burst to life behind them — Leland Palmer with his head bashed in, and red blood thinning pink and transparent under the jailhouse sprinklers.]
Did you go after him alone.
[Of all the questions he could've forced, strangled, out of his closed throat there, it's hard to pinpoint why precisely it's that one. Maybe it's because he already knows the answer, but at least when he gets confirmation, he'll know how to react to that.]
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It's a good thing Coop pauses there, and doesn't say anything after that, because Albert wouldn't have heard it anyway. He's too busy caught up in the rush of something in his ears, and the ice water rushing in his veins.
and
imprisoned
mine
No.
Dammit, no.
His eyes are dry and that's his one saving grace, because if they were wet it'd only complete the image that's already burst to life behind them — Leland Palmer with his head bashed in, and red blood thinning pink and transparent under the jailhouse sprinklers.]
Did you go after him alone.
[Of all the questions he could've forced, strangled, out of his closed throat there, it's hard to pinpoint why precisely it's that one. Maybe it's because he already knows the answer, but at least when he gets confirmation, he'll know how to react to that.]