( ...ah. Here, he raises a hand like a barrier, a wall between them, fingers splayed and pale and spidered. He owes Five nothing, but gives the truth to every man. To any man. ) You misunderstand.
( As always, as ever. Right now. He blinks away pangs of impatience. It is not... in the way of Five to assume the better of men. He jumps to untoward, to despicable conclusions. They ill suit him — but then, he is a man of misgivings. )
Some years remaining, to extend a life. Both lived as long. ( He starts, patiently, to seek out passing strangers for an umbrella. ) Worthwhile.
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( ...ah. Here, he raises a hand like a barrier, a wall between them, fingers splayed and pale and spidered. He owes Five nothing, but gives the truth to every man. To any man. ) You misunderstand.
( As always, as ever. Right now. He blinks away pangs of impatience. It is not... in the way of Five to assume the better of men. He jumps to untoward, to despicable conclusions. They ill suit him — but then, he is a man of misgivings. )
Some years remaining, to extend a life. Both lived as long. ( He starts, patiently, to seek out passing strangers for an umbrella. ) Worthwhile.