Snippet #2077896

Aaron sat down on the bed beside Alice, looking her straight in the eye. "Look I'm not quite sure if he killed him or not but if I had to bet money on it I'd bet my whole wallet on he is trying to figure out a way to get you back. "

He smiled and nodded, but something about it didn't sit quite right with Alice. It was almost as if he was trying to convince himself of something as well as her, and as soon as Alice heard the next thing he has to say she figured out what exactly. "Best not think about it, trust me. Me and my parents were... taken away but in the end everything works itself out in the end. Does that make you feel any better?"

Alice stared at him for a couple of seconds before biting her lip and looking down slightly, as if she was considering what he said. Of course it didn't help one bit. This man obviously had no experience in, and therefore no idea how to, console a woman. This worked in Alice's favour and she nodded very slowly at him.

"Um if you need some alone time I can go if you want," he said to her.

Instead of answering him she paused for a second or two, looking down. She arranged her face in a frightened, upset expression and forced tears to spring into her eyes so they glistened on her eyeballs, unshed. She looked up at him and shook her head, eyes wide and pained.

"I can't sleep not knowing if my father's alive..." she said softly. She personally regarded this as her best piece of acting in a long time. "Can I see the Captain?"

It was partially the truth. She did need to know about her father and she was genuinely worried. But she could've easily kept that off her face and kept it to herself. But she knew men like Aaron, her big, tearful eyes made him uncomfortable and hopefully it wouldn't take too much persuasion to get her own way. Besides, she had to see the Captain. Her statement that she couldn't sleep wasn't a total lie either. She had to see the Captain so she could work out who he was, she couldn't sleep not knowing that.