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“You have to drink it.” “Don’t tell me what to do,” YeoWoo said, and sipped the tea.
it. Should I bring pancakes when you’re all settled?” “Twice as many as you think you’ll need,” said Harrow,
There was no end to those calculating thoughts, it would seem; if he couldn’t help thinking them, he would at least refuse to entertain them.
“Given the appellation I have heard attached to your name,” Athelas was unable to stop himself saying, “I should not speak too loudly about the perception of feelings as a weakness if I were you, my lord.”
she had been left, in fact, with the uncomfortable conviction that if she was to be forgiven, perhaps she had no right to seek her own revenge, as just as that revenge still seemed to her.
when she looked down and saw that the calling number displayed the name Stuffed Shirt Elder she couldn’t help the small snarl that curled her lips as she ruthlessly swiped the call away into oblivion.
and for once it occurred to him that he did not have to trick the answer out of her or find it out by other means—he might simply ask.
this tiny decision with its almost negligible effect, was life and death. It was a moment of the utmost unimportance.
Athelas and Camellia were not only already ahead of her, but seemed to have created their own little atmosphere around them, like two house-plants within the same room.
“Don’t bite me. I thought you were working on your trust issues.”
“I fear the issue is that both of you see in Miss YeoWoo only what you wish to see—or only that part to which you feel most akin—and forget that she is a whole person and not just that part of her.”
“Family is different from liking someone,”
“I’m not part of your family. You’re part of mine.”
His shiny shoes moved continuously, almost as though he was doing a small, subdued version of the Charleston,
If she had cared to think very much about it, she would have been inclined to think that the chollima hadn’t had as much sleep as a mythical beast needed lately.
“One may always know those who are used to playing alone from those who have family,” said Athelas voice, buzzing in YeoWoo’s ears, and perhaps in the Glass Elder’s ears just before he died. “Those with none always imagine that everyone else is as alone as they.”
Athelas, because he knew not what else to do, knelt beside her, shoulder to shoulder, until the storm passed.
“You’ve broken him,” YeoWoo said to Camellia. “Now he’s apologising to both of us.”
“I have no ambition to play the house master in the Pet’s story. I’ve done enough harm to her; I won’t force her to face my apologies as well.”
“Oh, ending an era, I suppose!” said Athelas coolly, and the press of Camellia’s fingers seemed to hold him together very pleasantly. “At the very least, laying some spectres to rest!”
Athelas heard Camellia say, “No, Lord Sero is not going to stab your uncle again. Your uncle is also not going to stab Lord Sero.” “They have a touching faith in us,” said Athelas,
Ruth has been…letting me know here and there that what I might think of as protection is in some cases coercion. Palomena has also been putting in a word every so often.” “You are, in effect, being ganged up upon. You have my sympathies.”
“I’m Australian; malicious compliance is in my nature,”
“Perhaps,” said Camellia in the silence that followed his exit, “you could work on not making people so uncomfortable that they leave the room just because you wish they weren’t there.”
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“You’re an emotional stuffed shirt,” Marazul said. “What would you know?”
you salt-encrusted little weasel,
“I’m not gunna disappear mysteriously into the streets, leaving a lingering sorrow behind me, if that’s what you mean,”
There was time, and there was hope, and most of all, there was the present.
