[Salvio's chest tightens as crumbs scatter across the floor. He is, against all odds, feeling a measure better than when he had started this conversation with Poppell. His legs are still a little too weak to support him--certainly too weak to dash over and begin cleaning up the crumbs, as he truly in his soul wants to--but all the same.
He blinks, somewhat bewildered by all the rest that she has to say. As usual.]
Oh, um. If you have experience. In... in filing. There is always, well, work, to be done. Particularly for the experienced. Um, I will-- Yes. Perhaps. Later. Uh, so, that is, no, nothing else, for the moment.
Only. Uh. [He swallows, hard, but manages to get out,] Th, uh, thank you.
[Okay, that's all. That's it. He flaps a hand in Wysteria's direction, without looking at her, more panicked than dismissive.]
You're very welcome. [She flashes him a very bright and very sudden smile.] And thank you - for thinking of me, I suppose. In a professional capacity, obviously.
[And what more is there to say really. So Wysteria gives him a last nod and then sweeps from the room. She leaves the door fully open behind her, only to double back a moment later--] Sorry, sorry. Good luck. You'll do spectacularly. Good bye! [--to pull it shut.]
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He blinks, somewhat bewildered by all the rest that she has to say. As usual.]
Oh, um. If you have experience. In... in filing. There is always, well, work, to be done. Particularly for the experienced. Um, I will-- Yes. Perhaps. Later. Uh, so, that is, no, nothing else, for the moment.
Only. Uh. [He swallows, hard, but manages to get out,] Th, uh, thank you.
[Okay, that's all. That's it. He flaps a hand in Wysteria's direction, without looking at her, more panicked than dismissive.]
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[And what more is there to say really. So Wysteria gives him a last nod and then sweeps from the room. She leaves the door fully open behind her, only to double back a moment later--] Sorry, sorry. Good luck. You'll do spectacularly. Good bye! [--to pull it shut.]