Ford swallowed and approached the porcelain pieces with a solemn air. He picked them up gently and started sorting through them, laying them out like puzzle pieces so that he could use a spell to knit them back together. He wondered if she'd found his protest suspicious, but if she had she hadn't commented on it. Silver lining of being in the middle of a Verity pretends you don't exist argument, maybe.
He sifted through the pieces quietly for almost a minute, then he offered tentatively: "I care more about your opinion than Clementine's. She thought the naked man at the Coming Out Ball was exciting," he said, with just the barest hint of emotion in his tone to indicate he was joking. Sort of joking.
He sifted through the pieces quietly for almost a minute, then he offered tentatively: "I care more about your opinion than Clementine's. She thought the naked man at the Coming Out Ball was exciting," he said, with just the barest hint of emotion in his tone to indicate he was joking. Sort of joking.
Set by Lady!