( And because he is not so far gone with anxiety that he will not overlook a potential ally, he stops rooting around in one of the cabinets in favour of glancing back her way. )
And yours, young mistress?
( There is nothing in the first cabinet but a few dusty glass jars, Wen Kexing pulls one out just in case, holding it up to the dim light above his head. There are very few fingerprints on it, presumably they are all his own. He stares at it for a second anyway. ) You mentioned you've been here for months, were you brought by the same woman? Karsa, was it?
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( And because he is not so far gone with anxiety that he will not overlook a potential ally, he stops rooting around in one of the cabinets in favour of glancing back her way. )
And yours, young mistress?
( There is nothing in the first cabinet but a few dusty glass jars, Wen Kexing pulls one out just in case, holding it up to the dim light above his head. There are very few fingerprints on it, presumably they are all his own. He stares at it for a second anyway. ) You mentioned you've been here for months, were you brought by the same woman? Karsa, was it?