Justine watches him for a moment then gazes down at his written-down words in the dim light. He didn’t take all of them. She doesn’t know what to make of that at first. So, he stopped her from talking for a little while, he only took some of her words?

It’s all very confusing, but she’s intrigued, she can’t deny that.

“You take words,” she murmurs softly, “Some of them. That’s… that’s why you’ve been..” She trails off, pursing her lips for a moment. “That’s why.. you’ve… been coming round…”

She frowns slightly, “What do you do with them? Do you need them for something?” she asks.