Her tone matches the expression on his face, falling a bit at the end. She tries to think of something, anything, that isn't work. She doesn't know anything about football, and well, that thought only comes back around to West Ham, and Viv's signed ball. She can't talk about her suspicions about Keats, because, again, that's work. And she doesn't even know what he does after hours anymore.
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Her tone matches the expression on his face, falling a bit at the end. She tries to think of something, anything, that isn't work. She doesn't know anything about football, and well, that thought only comes back around to West Ham, and Viv's signed ball. She can't talk about her suspicions about Keats, because, again, that's work. And she doesn't even know what he does after hours anymore.
They've grown so far apart.