Bloody well had years of practice not letting folk see more'n I cared t'have them see, hardly as if I'm going t'flinch over Kate drawing up by Tess, hand light on her arm... My hands in the pockets of my coat, one she made for me, and sudden bitterness over one so new t'her taking on such weight, so much more'n me.
Valmont's words catch attention, and I manage faint smile and dip my head. "Morning," I say, and look to Tess. "Hope you're well, Tess."
"Glass, look, these would match your wedding ring," Kate says, and I only-- why'd she speak of it? Unclench my hand and draw it from my pocket and look down at it for a moment t'gather breath.
"They near enough would, at that," I say, managing a smile. "Though then I'd need t'keep them aside while I worked as well, and don't think they'd thread so well on cord." Smile twists up a touch at the corner of my mouth. "Came looking for s-something for Iago--don't suppose they'd suit him." Glass Beddau, you are babbling. Look aside and up as Valmont moves on. "Pleasant day t'you. My best t'Hermia?"
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Date: 2010-09-20 05:07 am (UTC)Valmont's words catch attention, and I manage faint smile and dip my head. "Morning," I say, and look to Tess. "Hope you're well, Tess."
"Glass, look, these would match your wedding ring," Kate says, and I only-- why'd she speak of it? Unclench my hand and draw it from my pocket and look down at it for a moment t'gather breath.
"They near enough would, at that," I say, managing a smile. "Though then I'd need t'keep them aside while I worked as well, and don't think they'd thread so well on cord." Smile twists up a touch at the corner of my mouth. "Came looking for s-something for Iago--don't suppose they'd suit him." Glass Beddau, you are babbling. Look aside and up as Valmont moves on. "Pleasant day t'you. My best t'Hermia?"