Al, you're a real prude, you know that? You're spoiling all my lines.
[Her laughter comes loose around the edges now, and she drains the rest of her glass before eyeing up a second quatre of cake. It's looking more and more tempting with every moment that passes, and she's busy weighing up the likelihood of wine + half a cake ending in a stomach ache and whether it would be worth it regardless when the conversation dips toward something darker. Something pensive.
He has a point, although like hell does she say it. No one from the outside would look at her flaming trash can of a short life and call it lucky-- but here they both are. When he comes out with his small revelation she nods, and her expression turns serious.]
Yeah? Me too. I mean, here's as good as anywhere isn't it? Sure there's a shit-ton of political intrigue going on, and every option is as shady as the last. But it's like that everywhere, right? At least here we've got good company.
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[Her laughter comes loose around the edges now, and she drains the rest of her glass before eyeing up a second quatre of cake. It's looking more and more tempting with every moment that passes, and she's busy weighing up the likelihood of wine + half a cake ending in a stomach ache and whether it would be worth it regardless when the conversation dips toward something darker. Something pensive.
He has a point, although like hell does she say it. No one from the outside would look at her flaming trash can of a short life and call it lucky-- but here they both are. When he comes out with his small revelation she nods, and her expression turns serious.]
Yeah? Me too. I mean, here's as good as anywhere isn't it? Sure there's a shit-ton of political intrigue going on, and every option is as shady as the last. But it's like that everywhere, right? At least here we've got good company.