[He is. He really is. He's had to replace more chairs than most people replace shoes. They just sort of give out under him after a while. This one seems like it'll hold up for now.]
[But this is a serious matter. He folds his hands under his chin. It's easy enough for him to bluster his way through a situation. Even a grave one.]
How much time?
[It's like an echo of a conversation he'd never gotten to have with others. But he keeps his expression only somber, despite the way it tugs at his heart.]
no subject
[But this is a serious matter. He folds his hands under his chin. It's easy enough for him to bluster his way through a situation. Even a grave one.]
How much time?
[It's like an echo of a conversation he'd never gotten to have with others. But he keeps his expression only somber, despite the way it tugs at his heart.]