Imagine retirement. Richard does, briefly distant, his brows at an awkward slant.
“I was arrogant enough to make an attempt.” Here, he means.
It was obviously short-lived, with Serrah Richard Dickerson now filed neatly under the Research designation. He’s zeroed back in on her, a little dead behind the eyes with rue at his own expense. This particular failure hasn’t been as easy to swallow as some of the others.
But that’s life as an alien two societies deep.
He says, “Congratulations,” with an appropriate amount of respect for the accomplishment it represents. He’ll even drink to it, polishing off the dregs and smoothing his whiskers. Idle with the empty cup a moment, while he watches her. “She isn't lacking for incentive.”
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“I was arrogant enough to make an attempt.” Here, he means.
It was obviously short-lived, with Serrah Richard Dickerson now filed neatly under the Research designation. He’s zeroed back in on her, a little dead behind the eyes with rue at his own expense. This particular failure hasn’t been as easy to swallow as some of the others.
But that’s life as an alien two societies deep.
He says, “Congratulations,” with an appropriate amount of respect for the accomplishment it represents. He’ll even drink to it, polishing off the dregs and smoothing his whiskers. Idle with the empty cup a moment, while he watches her. “She isn't lacking for incentive.”