Standing apart in the negative space that constitutes the rest of the room with his hands at his sides, tidy as Pelt’s made bed, Richard catches his instinctive preference short at the intake of breath for it, thinks a beat, and says, “Whiskey,” instead.
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Standing apart in the negative space that constitutes the rest of the room with his hands at his sides, tidy as Pelt’s made bed, Richard catches his instinctive preference short at the intake of breath for it, thinks a beat, and says, “Whiskey,” instead.