He freezes in surprise at the grab, eye drifting to Tuuri's. Then he smiles -- it's thin and weak and not much of one at all, but it's still there. Endeared maybe, at Tuuri's words.]
...You're a historian, ain't ya? You deserve the truth -- all the angles of it.
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He freezes in surprise at the grab, eye drifting to Tuuri's. Then he smiles -- it's thin and weak and not much of one at all, but it's still there. Endeared maybe, at Tuuri's words.]
...You're a historian, ain't ya? You deserve the truth -- all the angles of it.