[Were he not leaned that half degree forward, it might be easy to miss the way Flint's expression twitches toward satisfaction in the smoky, irregular light of the tavern loft. It's evidence of some minuscule but constant process of recalculation, the fulfillment of some predetermined point followed by the immediate shift of his attention to whatever thing lays beyond it.]
And who or what would you recommend as this more attractive option?
[He has thoughts. But let's pretend for just a moment that he doesn't - that anything she says will serve to turn the direction of that adamant momentum.]
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And who or what would you recommend as this more attractive option?
[He has thoughts. But let's pretend for just a moment that he doesn't - that anything she says will serve to turn the direction of that adamant momentum.]