[ To be his honest self yet not… his rendition of 'fidgeting' includes soundlessly tapping a finger against the table in thought.
Instead of focusing on his answer (he already knows what that will be), he finds himself wondering what Malkuth will make of it—whether she'll take it at face value, analyse it to determine its validity, or dismiss it entirely. A vague curiosity, borne from the tail end of their conversation in her room. Maybe he'll play a little game while he's at it. ]
Dusk. [ false. ] There's something about the sense of accomplishment from reaching the end of a day, don't you think?
[ The real answer's pretty close just by flipping everything on its head. ]
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Instead of focusing on his answer (he already knows what that will be), he finds himself wondering what Malkuth will make of it—whether she'll take it at face value, analyse it to determine its validity, or dismiss it entirely. A vague curiosity, borne from the tail end of their conversation in her room. Maybe he'll play a little game while he's at it. ]
Dusk. [ false. ] There's something about the sense of accomplishment from reaching the end of a day, don't you think?
[ The real answer's pretty close just by flipping everything on its head. ]