[Palamedes shuffles in, eyeing the... dragonfly decoration up there first, wondering about these fascinating decor choices. He holds out the folded napkin and then looks at Paul properly; he's thought about eating, yes, but he has not yet. Baby steps.]
Here; I didn't ask.
[It takes him a moment to sit down, particularly once the sandwiches have been delivered; once he has nothing do with his hands he resolves to sit there and tap his fingers on his knees, restless. Sitting still is a chore, he's always thought, and with the weight of Cam's absence now pressing down on top of the already constant threat of this Leviathan — and his own possible impending death, that one's up there — well.
Sitting still is for suckers. He zeroes in on Paul's sheet of stone, next.]
You know, this is a huge improvement over that hovel you were squatting in before.
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Here; I didn't ask.
[It takes him a moment to sit down, particularly once the sandwiches have been delivered; once he has nothing do with his hands he resolves to sit there and tap his fingers on his knees, restless. Sitting still is a chore, he's always thought, and with the weight of Cam's absence now pressing down on top of the already constant threat of this Leviathan — and his own possible impending death, that one's up there — well.
Sitting still is for suckers. He zeroes in on Paul's sheet of stone, next.]
You know, this is a huge improvement over that hovel you were squatting in before.