“Yes,” he cranes to face her more fully. “As far as I’ve been able to suss out, I’m speaking to the only attendant.”
Brother Richard has a peculiar way of sizing people down -- a kind of all over inspection that accounts for everything from weariness in the shoulders to any trace evidence of a bar brawl that might still be clinging to her shoes. The way she holds herself, the form of her mouth around manners at this hour. As introductions go, it’s more polite than getting up and peering in at her teeth, but only just.
Instead, he lifts the hand he has over the back of the chair, palm turned to expose the splinter of green pierced into the heel.
A pause, and he adds: “I'll understand, of course, if you have more pressing duties to attend to.”
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Brother Richard has a peculiar way of sizing people down -- a kind of all over inspection that accounts for everything from weariness in the shoulders to any trace evidence of a bar brawl that might still be clinging to her shoes. The way she holds herself, the form of her mouth around manners at this hour. As introductions go, it’s more polite than getting up and peering in at her teeth, but only just.
Instead, he lifts the hand he has over the back of the chair, palm turned to expose the splinter of green pierced into the heel.
A pause, and he adds: “I'll understand, of course, if you have more pressing duties to attend to.”