[ He answers her question, only a little short from beneath the babushka bundle of his blankets in his dark room. ]
We are alien by nature. We don’t have roots here.
[ They’ve been around about this before, surely. An expertly-timed squeeze of his fist around his crystal at her mention of the gun closes out the sound of a very long and weary sigh. The break for it is silent but measurable. ]
You know that it isn’t the same. Or am I to believe your marriage to Monsieur de Foncé was predicated on true love and not the privilege of property ownership.
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[ He answers her question, only a little short from beneath the babushka bundle of his blankets in his dark room. ]
We are alien by nature. We don’t have roots here.
[ They’ve been around about this before, surely. An expertly-timed squeeze of his fist around his crystal at her mention of the gun closes out the sound of a very long and weary sigh. The break for it is silent but measurable. ]
You know that it isn’t the same. Or am I to believe your marriage to Monsieur de Foncé was predicated on true love and not the privilege of property ownership.