this is very important -- please?" she tried again. Helplessly, Anna glanced around, and her gaze crossed Relena's, standing by the doorway and watching them. The younger woman's expression was resigned and worried. "Heero -- please -- Mrs. Pierson has come to visit you on some very important business." "Make her go away," Heero said loudly, a touch of anger in his tone. "I don't fucking want to talk with her. Tell her to go the fuck away and leave me alone." Relena trailed off into helpless silence, and gave Anna a desperate, "what else can I do?" look. Anna sighed, but squared her shoulders and faced Heero again. Her doubts as to Relena's claim of disability were obviously not unfounded, but Anna refused to give up so soon. She'd faced hostile interviewees before. "All right, Heero," she said calmly, switching gears. "You don't have to answer any questions about that if you want. I just wanted to talk with you about -- about Duo Maxwell." She heard Relena hiss sharply, saw her stiffen with unhappiness, but she kept her attention on Heero. He had come alive, swinging back to look at her fully and lean forward eagerly in his chair. "Duo? You know Duo?" he said with some excitement. "Yes," Anna lied easily. To be truthful, she only knew of him, mostly through this case. Now that they had gotten started, she flipped back the first sheet on her clipboard, and quickly scribbled something down. "Oh," Heero said. "Are you from L2? He, he came from there, you know. It's his home." "Yes, I know that," Anna said, smiling encouragingly at him. But her smile held a puzzled edge to it, at the way Heero was referring to Mr. Maxwell. Still, this seemed to be the only way to get a response from him. "Why don't you tell me more about that?" she suggested. "He went back there after the war," Heero told her, confidingly as a child. "I didn't think he would. He told me how much he hated it there, how miserable it was. But he went back anyway. He said he had to try and do something about it. I thought that was a brave thing to do. But I didn't tell him so. I told him it was a stupid thing to do." "He seems to have told you a lot," Anna said in a neutral, encouraging tone. She made a quick note on her clipboard. "How did you know each other?" Heero dropped his eyes, hands fiddling with his blanket again. For a frustrated moment Anna thought she had lost him, but after a moment he said,
Re: Visit from Duo
Date: 2006-02-21 03:56 am (UTC)Helplessly, Anna glanced around, and her gaze crossed Relena's, standing by the doorway and watching them. The younger woman's expression was resigned and worried. "Heero -- please -- Mrs. Pierson has come to visit you on some very important business."
"Make her go away," Heero said loudly, a touch of anger in his tone. "I don't fucking want to talk with her. Tell her to go the fuck away and leave me alone."
Relena trailed off into helpless silence, and gave Anna a desperate, "what else can I do?" look.
Anna sighed, but squared her shoulders and faced Heero again. Her doubts as to Relena's claim of disability were obviously not unfounded, but Anna refused to give up so soon. She'd faced hostile interviewees before. "All right, Heero," she said calmly, switching gears. "You don't have to answer any questions about that if you want. I just wanted to talk with you about -- about Duo Maxwell."
She heard Relena hiss sharply, saw her stiffen with unhappiness, but she kept her attention on Heero. He had come alive, swinging back to look at her fully and lean forward eagerly in his chair. "Duo? You know Duo?" he said with some excitement.
"Yes," Anna lied easily. To be truthful, she only knew of him, mostly through this case. Now that they had gotten started, she flipped back the first sheet on her clipboard, and quickly scribbled something down.
"Oh," Heero said. "Are you from L2? He, he came from there, you know. It's his home."
"Yes, I know that," Anna said, smiling encouragingly at him. But her smile held a puzzled edge to it, at the way Heero was referring to Mr. Maxwell. Still, this seemed to be the only way to get a response from him. "Why don't you tell me more about that?" she suggested.
"He went back there after the war," Heero told her, confidingly as a child. "I didn't think he would. He told me how much he hated it there, how miserable it was. But he went back anyway. He said he had to try and do something about it. I thought that was a brave thing to do. But I didn't tell him so. I told him it was a stupid thing to do."
"He seems to have told you a lot," Anna said in a neutral, encouraging tone. She made a quick note on her clipboard. "How did you know each other?"
Heero dropped his eyes, hands fiddling with his blanket again. For a frustrated moment Anna thought she had lost him, but after a moment he said,