[That's... really cute, actually. Saul's heart grew three sizes today.
Rue's comment catches him a little off-guard, though, and he arches an eyebrow. How is he supposed to respond to that? Tell her no, we're just — this is a professional thing, lawyers don't make "friends" with their clients; that's dangerous? She probably won't leave, if he says that.
So he just shrugs a shoulder, noncommittal.]
I'll take good care of him. Pinky swear.
[He waggles his pinky at her. C'MON, RUE. MAKE HIM DO IT.]
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Rue's comment catches him a little off-guard, though, and he arches an eyebrow. How is he supposed to respond to that? Tell her no, we're just — this is a professional thing, lawyers don't make "friends" with their clients; that's dangerous? She probably won't leave, if he says that.
So he just shrugs a shoulder, noncommittal.]
I'll take good care of him. Pinky swear.
[He waggles his pinky at her. C'MON, RUE. MAKE HIM DO IT.]