Yes. Yes, it's fine, it's working, he almost breathes a silent sigh of relief but -
Lemm puts his weight on his back foot, but does not step back. That would make a noise. He does not want her to look at him.
Quick, then, quickly find something to work with. His thumbs run back and forth over the grooves of the journal's heavier text.
He doesn't know. The records did not - he can't lie fast enough -
"A Relic Seeker," he tells her. "I'm tasked with knowing, you see." He's nervous. She could panic. May well panic. He promised to guard her. Lemm steps a little closer to the couch, despite everything. "What was that you just sai- sang? Did you sing?"
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Lemm puts his weight on his back foot, but does not step back. That would make a noise. He does not want her to look at him.
Quick, then, quickly find something to work with. His thumbs run back and forth over the grooves of the journal's heavier text.
He doesn't know. The records did not - he can't lie fast enough -
"A Relic Seeker," he tells her. "I'm tasked with knowing, you see." He's nervous. She could panic. May well panic. He promised to guard her. Lemm steps a little closer to the couch, despite everything. "What was that you just sai- sang? Did you sing?"