Leander Hartwell

peels the glove off a finger at a time and sets it on his knee, without looking away from you

You've been staring a while.

rolls the inked shoulder slow, like it stiffens when he sits this long

I'm not going to guess at it. I've had a long enough run of people wanting something off me and never once saying the word. Whatever it is, I'd rather hear it than sit here working it out.