[She is quite firm, brisk as if to make the thing more steady by limiting its shape. Or maybe it is merely like reasserting the corners of a fountain, given the unexpected air which has settled over friend across the table from her.
Is it good to know that she is not wholly alone in this? That Alexandrie might know some similar frustration? No. It is irritating, and she would prefer very much for them both to be quite sure of their standing. You have, has a little of the air of yanking Alexandrie back from a walkway's edge on a windy day.]
It is one thing for a person not to make amends because they are unaware of what they have trampled. It is quite another to do the same after it has been voiced and—[Some of that waiting heat at last slips through the cold grip she has on herself.] He pretends to have no pride, but not once could he be swayed from its defense.
[And then, frowning, she drains her cup. With a great air of dismissal like throwing up curtains on a sunny day:] Anyway, that is the whole of it. I for one am glad it occurred for there is nothing like clarity of purpose to soothe the soul and make you fond of what is good. I hope that no part of this does you any harm.
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[She is quite firm, brisk as if to make the thing more steady by limiting its shape. Or maybe it is merely like reasserting the corners of a fountain, given the unexpected air which has settled over friend across the table from her.
Is it good to know that she is not wholly alone in this? That Alexandrie might know some similar frustration? No. It is irritating, and she would prefer very much for them both to be quite sure of their standing. You have, has a little of the air of yanking Alexandrie back from a walkway's edge on a windy day.]
It is one thing for a person not to make amends because they are unaware of what they have trampled. It is quite another to do the same after it has been voiced and—[Some of that waiting heat at last slips through the cold grip she has on herself.] He pretends to have no pride, but not once could he be swayed from its defense.
[And then, frowning, she drains her cup. With a great air of dismissal like throwing up curtains on a sunny day:] Anyway, that is the whole of it. I for one am glad it occurred for there is nothing like clarity of purpose to soothe the soul and make you fond of what is good. I hope that no part of this does you any harm.