It just might.

[He'll grab him a cup and pour one up. Hands it to him with a dim sort of grace, the smile half-hearted.]

I won't pretend I knew either girl especially well. But I liked them. They were both sharp. Kind too, when the time called for it.

[Thinking about the brutality of the case makes him doubt it some. Even with some kind of possession, it was an especially brutal one.]