Renee doesn't interject with anything as Jack and the doctor speak, but at the mention of CTU handling things once they're back, her mind once again wanders to Vladimir's hole-ridden body.
She's sitting with her forearms on her knees, hands still clasped together loosely, and now her eyes are unfocused and distant as she thinks about the fallout waiting for her back out there.
It should be obvious to those who know her what she's thinking of, just by the glassy-eyed expression and frown on her face. The voices in the room fade out of existence.
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Date: 2010-02-12 05:46 am (UTC)She's sitting with her forearms on her knees, hands still clasped together loosely, and now her eyes are unfocused and distant as she thinks about the fallout waiting for her back out there.
It should be obvious to those who know her what she's thinking of, just by the glassy-eyed expression and frown on her face. The voices in the room fade out of existence.