Lost in his own thoughts, it takes him a moment to comprehend the clarification she's asking for. "Teenagers, then. Yes. Very much like that, only they're dealing drugs. And oh, the drugs they make these days..." Suddenly unable to maintain his calm repose, The Shadow opens his eyes and sits up again, wincing when he uses his left arm. "Nevermind, it's not your fight..."
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Date: 2009-05-12 02:16 am (UTC)"Nevermind, it's not your fight..."