Dick mirrors her with a shorter sip, also standing, with a tell of tension through his shoulders where he has to stifle the threat of a shudder for the taste, or for the burn. Both. An absent tug of his free hand to the open fasten of his collar sees it adjusted not at all. It’s too stiff to need adjusting.
“Substantial as it is, your blade doesn’t carry quite the same heft.”
He can be reasonable. Anyway, he looks to her open trunk:
“If we’re keeping score, I was already in your debt from the tailoring referral.”
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Date: 2020-10-17 05:29 am (UTC)“Substantial as it is, your blade doesn’t carry quite the same heft.”
He can be reasonable. Anyway, he looks to her open trunk:
“If we’re keeping score, I was already in your debt from the tailoring referral.”