He stares at that sentence for a moment like he's uncertain, and glances at the tray of history notes.
"Personal, is it," he half-asks. His tone is measured.
Lemm slides the tray away from them both as a deliberate gesture. Whatever they're about to say, he won't record, though maybe it won't even be history-related. Could be about to tell him they broke a relic while he wasn't looking.
"Don't expect me to burn after reading, though. You handle that yourself."
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Date: 2022-11-17 01:27 pm (UTC)"Personal, is it," he half-asks. His tone is measured.
Lemm slides the tray away from them both as a deliberate gesture. Whatever they're about to say, he won't record, though maybe it won't even be history-related. Could be about to tell him they broke a relic while he wasn't looking.
"Don't expect me to burn after reading, though. You handle that yourself."