[He’s so expressive. The answer takes him somewhere, one direction or another, and though he’s not looking at her Caitlyn has to remind herself to show no pity. Who would want to be interrogated post-mortem, really…

[But he gets quieter. Involuntarily her upward stance shifts forward.

What did you want it for? [It’s not that she’s trying to sound softer. Yet, matching his volume has other effects; unintended, and for now not suppressed.]