[This gets a laugh from her. It's a quick, staccato sound and yet one that's coloured by genuine mirth. The tender yellow light from the dimmed lamps dotted around the tavern illuminate her grin, making it seem to spark.]
Now bones--
[She says, and she gives him a fingergun gesture with both hands, one after the next in quick succession.]
--bones I can do.
[One does not spend the entirety of one's life interred within the House of the Ninth and learn nothing of bones. Not even someone who had despised every moment she'd been forced to spend in that place right down to the very centre of herself.]
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Now bones--
[She says, and she gives him a fingergun gesture with both hands, one after the next in quick succession.]
--bones I can do.
[One does not spend the entirety of one's life interred within the House of the Ninth and learn nothing of bones. Not even someone who had despised every moment she'd been forced to spend in that place right down to the very centre of herself.]