"Lionish?" He asked as they started off but was soon distracted by the rest of the information that last twenty or so seconds had thrown at him; a small girl with a shockingly firm handshake, the new knowledge that naming your child after a smell was apparently not an act of cruelty, the speed at which they were walking, the sudden hitch that had been in her voice.
He doesn't know what to tackle first. Usually in these situations he stays silent but that would be awkward, when they've been talking so long. So he picks up on the last part instead: "Countshire? Oh, I know that place. You need a hand?"
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Date: 2013-04-21 09:29 am (UTC)He doesn't know what to tackle first. Usually in these situations he stays silent but that would be awkward, when they've been talking so long. So he picks up on the last part instead: "Countshire? Oh, I know that place. You need a hand?"