[His expression is unchanged, carefully stoic. He doesn't look at her- he's not sure if he can right now. To an onlooker, it would seem almost casual, his usual prim politeness, but his heart is pounding in his ears so loudly that he wonders if Maketh could hear it.
He doesn't look at her. She's clearly thought about this- but who would care to deconstruct something like him? He's beneath notice, a creature that would be dispatched with a shot to the head for disobedience, not- as Maketh said- something to be broken.]
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[His expression is unchanged, carefully stoic. He doesn't look at her- he's not sure if he can right now. To an onlooker, it would seem almost casual, his usual prim politeness, but his heart is pounding in his ears so loudly that he wonders if Maketh could hear it.
He doesn't look at her. She's clearly thought about this- but who would care to deconstruct something like him? He's beneath notice, a creature that would be dispatched with a shot to the head for disobedience, not- as Maketh said- something to be broken.]
Thank you.
[He's not sure what else to say to that.]