[Mention anything to Rutyer, but then she moves on--]
Um, entirely in the-- What was the, um. Uh, I wouldn't--
[Know if it is normal or not, because he doesn't quite know what she's asking him to confirm, and then there's the plate, as empty and blank-faced as one of the moons, if the moons were blank save for a light dusting of cheese crumbs. Salvio looks down it, in some bewilderment.]
Yes. You are... [so confusing] You are welcome, Poppell. Um. Though, I don't-- Well. Yes. Um, and-- thank, you. As well. In return.
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[Mention anything to Rutyer, but then she moves on--]
Um, entirely in the-- What was the, um. Uh, I wouldn't--
[Know if it is normal or not, because he doesn't quite know what she's asking him to confirm, and then there's the plate, as empty and blank-faced as one of the moons, if the moons were blank save for a light dusting of cheese crumbs. Salvio looks down it, in some bewilderment.]
Yes. You are... [so confusing] You are welcome, Poppell. Um. Though, I don't-- Well. Yes. Um, and-- thank, you. As well. In return.