"You're far too kind," Byerly replies, doing a flawless imitation of someone who's talking to his favorite person in the whole world.
He stands and lifts his hands above his head, doing a luxurious stretch, apparently in no great hurry at all. From under his lowered eyelids, he sees her; she's easy to recognize, with her stride being just a little too careful, with her hands positioned in a way that suggests she's thinking very hard about how they're positioned.
"Truly, though — " He continues the enthusiastic talk as they begin walking some paces back from the girl. "The proscenium is a superior way of staging for the vast majority of shows. Something staged in the round is no less artificial than the proscenium - just more pretentious."
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He stands and lifts his hands above his head, doing a luxurious stretch, apparently in no great hurry at all. From under his lowered eyelids, he sees her; she's easy to recognize, with her stride being just a little too careful, with her hands positioned in a way that suggests she's thinking very hard about how they're positioned.
"Truly, though — " He continues the enthusiastic talk as they begin walking some paces back from the girl. "The proscenium is a superior way of staging for the vast majority of shows. Something staged in the round is no less artificial than the proscenium - just more pretentious."