“Yeah, I can relate to that. Lord knows I’ve had enough people disappear from my life.” He pauses a second “By the way, were you close with him? Your dad?”

“Dedication to her? She mentioned your dad, how he was always so busy. I try to leave some time for her, despite what’s happening at work.” *he looks off into the distance for a second before looking back at Dexter* “What about you Dex? You in a relationship?”

"You sure?" *he laughs a bit* "I was getting ready to answer you..." *he smiles again, and all evidence of a serious undertone is washed from his face. He stops looking so intently at Dexter, and from his demeanour you could never tell that he'd only just been talking about serial killings.*

“Sorry for the inquisition, I’m just a bit curious. It’s not every day you can sit down with Miami’s finest. Especially when there’s a serial killer on the loose. Here, I’ll take my turn on the hot seat. Ask me anything.” *he looks at Dexter oddly, like he’s looking for something. In his stare*

“Say, did you ever find out who killed that woman at the junkyard? Castillo, was it? I always thought it was kinda strange…almost like she another ice truck victim but intact instead.”

I will. I'll handcuff their ass and drag those motherfuckers back here and make them confess. *She laughed.* No, I won't force them. But I will pound the table a few times. Not that it ever does any good.

*He stares intently into Dexter's eyes for a fraction of a second before going back to a seemingly genuine smile. "I might take you up on that. I might talk to Tony about the whole thing too...from what I heard, he didn't say anything about what happened, right?" *he looks back up at Dexter's eyesz*

"That other guy though, he was too focused on himself. On the attention it brought him. Something tells me that's not what our guy's looking for. But,that's just what I think." *he says, shrugging a bit* "I'm no cop. Or psychologist." *He smiles warmly* "I'm just 'the limb guy'."

“Yeah…there was always something off about that guy. Something tells me the real killer wouldn’t have all that evidence just lying around in his apartment for anyone to see, right? I always thought he’d be more careful than that” *he laughs a bit*

"Thanks, I try my best. He's made it easy for me, though. I suppose I have the girls to thank for that too- as you said. How's the investigation going though?"

"Sounds great! I'd love to...maybe I'll take you by my prosthetics lab sometime too. You can check out my work on Tony firsthand" *he smiles brightly*

"It's really terrible what he's doing.I can't imagine what it was like for Tony or the others" *he looks at Dexter solemnly,but a hint of something can be seen on his face.Like he's clenching his jaw or biting his cheek slightly to hold back a smirk*"I hope you catch him soon, Dexter.For their sake"

+

“….𝑽𝒊𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅….”

𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃‼️

[ #𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒3 𝐗 #𝐔𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐈 ]

+ "Tony's a great guy too, I don't think I've ever had a patient as optimistic as him. It's a...terrible thing, what happened to him." *Brian - I mean Rudy, sighs and looks at Dex solemnly.*

“Huh. Do you really have those rooms covered in paper? The one with that mannequin thing that bleeds?”

~ eyes. Hanging up her phone she turned to him.* We got a case. A hotel room. We gotta go. She pulled away and pulled out her gun holstering it.*

“Huh…guess it just comes down to personal experience” *he flicks his eyebrows and smiles for a second before he looks back at Dexter* “You know, I’d love to see what you do every day…how you work. It’s bound to be more interesting than making limbs all day” *he chuckles*

“Ah, don’t sell yourself short. Deb’s told me a bit about how your work helps…blood though” *he shudders* “I don’t know how you deal with it every day. I mostly work on my patients after the bleeding’s stopped” *he says, looking into the distance thoughtfully*

“No, thankfully not” *he smiles again, looking into Dexter’s eyes a bit, as if searching for something. Some kind of sign- a glimpse of emotion…or recognition.* “And you’re a…forensic guy,right? You’re doing good things too, puttin’ the bad guys away!” *he pumps his fist in the air and smiles again*

(lol I thought by interaction you meant like a repost or dm, but f*ck it let’s go with it)

“Dexter!” *he laughs a bit and breaks into a smile - an awkward smile that betrayed him and revealed a glimpse of nervousness.* “I’m Rudy” *he extends a hand* “I’ve been..looking forward to meeting you”

*Her big brother made her laugh as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder.* But that wouldn't be as much fun. You know I have to protect my bro. Plus if I punch him in any other place, Laquerta could see it. And I'll get written up or suspended. I need the money.

*Deb shook her head and switched from one hip to the other.* Dex, you know Doakes is my partner but I hate his antics. He follows you everywhere as though he wants to find you murdering someone. Which is insane. It make me want to punch him in the fucking dick.