[One miracle per day is quite a lot, by any measure, and it would have taken one to keep Lucius from snorting a laugh at the comment. He's fresh out, unfortunately and the absurdity is just so staggering that not even terror can stay the ungainly noise of amusement that bubbles out of him. The very idea that he would have children, and stated with such encouraging...sincerity? Egads, he'd be howling with laughter in any other situation.
He really shouldn't have even snickered in this one. He feels like he's left his body and is watching from on high--he had just laughed in this fellow's face in front of a crowd.
Oh, how dearly he misses not being able to comprehend two words Mr. Eames strung together.
He snaps his mouth shut the very instant after he laughs, tries to look penitent about it, but his face is really not made for the expression. He's still swabbing, precisely as instructed, and continues to do so with a dedication bordering on fervent.]
Right sir, yes, sir. I will...tell them all about you. My. Children. That I will definitely have. Eventually.
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He really shouldn't have even snickered in this one. He feels like he's left his body and is watching from on high--he had just laughed in this fellow's face in front of a crowd.
Oh, how dearly he misses not being able to comprehend two words Mr. Eames strung together.
He snaps his mouth shut the very instant after he laughs, tries to look penitent about it, but his face is really not made for the expression. He's still swabbing, precisely as instructed, and continues to do so with a dedication bordering on fervent.]
Right sir, yes, sir. I will...tell them all about you. My. Children. That I will definitely have. Eventually.