[From the distant corner of the parking lot, even there, Cassandra can hear noises from the open doors of the auto shop. Mercifully, it snaps her out of the trance she's been stuck in... for obvious reasons.
Varian. He can't possibly...
She drifts inside, finding him elbow-deep in his work, as always.]
auto shop
Varian. He can't possibly...
She drifts inside, finding him elbow-deep in his work, as always.]
Varian? Are you doing this?