[ pressing her lips together thoughtfully, elena wishes she had done some more digging (how?) on that man. it's impossible to think of what he could've done to john constantine other than given him a few sucker-punches and bruised his ego.
she watches him curiously, not wanting to intrude on him pretending that he's all right. the last thing she wants to do is make him feel small and incapable. ]
Did you get into a fistfight with him?
[ looking at him, she doubts john constantine could hold his own in a fistfight. his hands don't look like powerful fists to her. ]
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she watches him curiously, not wanting to intrude on him pretending that he's all right. the last thing she wants to do is make him feel small and incapable. ]
Did you get into a fistfight with him?
[ looking at him, she doubts john constantine could hold his own in a fistfight. his hands don't look like powerful fists to her. ]