"You remind me of one lost." He smiles and gives her a gentle nudge in return. "She spoke of the gods, to them, maybe. I never saw point in it, but it gave her comfort."
He finds himself hoping that Sybil lived, that she escaped with her life. He might never know.
"As I said when I met you, they owed me some relief. I could not have imagined it would come in such agreeable shape." He lifts his cup to her in a sort of toast before nursing another drink.
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Date: 2016-05-26 04:20 am (UTC)He finds himself hoping that Sybil lived, that she escaped with her life. He might never know.
"As I said when I met you, they owed me some relief. I could not have imagined it would come in such agreeable shape." He lifts his cup to her in a sort of toast before nursing another drink.