#/ tldr martin says something like . oh anna . how are you ?

[carminekings]

— ❛ man, i knew women were evil. ❜ @tragedyrich

anna slaps him in response. he's only surprised that she dares to in view of everyone, nate included. the contact is audible, a deft smack that signifies plenty of fury -- though martin knows, without looking, that this too, is restrained. she's biting her tongue, resisting every urge to say more -- to break the facade the murphys wear so well -- to wrangle him, spit the kiss she'd offered him years before, in quiet plea. but she doesn't do any of this. instead she resumes composure, and leaves the diner without ordering, a once tired figure standing dramatically tall. martin's eyes follow her, curious and understanding, until she turns a corner and disappears entirely. he presses his palm against the heat of his cheek, focus languid as it settles, eventually, on nate and his biting comment. he hums, not in agreement but in recognition of his opinion, before returning to his food, picking the onions from his burger. "she's not evil. she's upset with me," martin explains, noncommittal.