Poor Barrow. So free of firm convictions and so burdened by the expectation that he have them. No, she guesses. Richard - or Silas, or whatever he's to be called - has very little to be worried about.
She taps the pipe on the table. It makes a sturdy clicking sound as she studies him, and is easily and thoughtlessly discarded.
"I'm retired," she says. "As much as is allowed with these things. Unless Yseult asks, of course."
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Date: 2020-10-19 04:12 am (UTC)She taps the pipe on the table. It makes a sturdy clicking sound as she studies him, and is easily and thoughtlessly discarded.
"I'm retired," she says. "As much as is allowed with these things. Unless Yseult asks, of course."