Her nose scrunches, but she's more amused than put off. It sounds more like a relative of their stupid banter on stakeouts-- threats to bring him liverwurst sandwiches and making up stories about passers-by.
She doesn't understand the nuance of it, their life on the run-- on the run from what, exactly? But there's an adventure to it, a romanticism in the way he talks that feels important and true. Dana Scully, on the cusp of dying in her own time, can understand that desire to hit the road and disappear together.
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Her nose scrunches, but she's more amused than put off. It sounds more like a relative of their stupid banter on stakeouts-- threats to bring him liverwurst sandwiches and making up stories about passers-by.
She doesn't understand the nuance of it, their life on the run-- on the run from what, exactly? But there's an adventure to it, a romanticism in the way he talks that feels important and true. Dana Scully, on the cusp of dying in her own time, can understand that desire to hit the road and disappear together.
"You'd be a terrible waiter."