"You've... spoken to people prior to me about all of these too, I hope?"
Not because he can't handle the weight of discussing this, of course not, that little tin brooch burns a hole in his bloody pocket at all times. But...
"Anyone would buckle under the weight of just one of these. I mean it, it isn't unreasonable to be struggling under the circs."
... Ruddy little thing. He'll never be rid of it. Ossie removes the brooch from his inside jacket pocket and fastens it to his lapel, folding freshly entaloned hands in front of himself.
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Date: 2023-10-21 11:47 am (UTC)"You've... spoken to people prior to me about all of these too, I hope?"
Not because he can't handle the weight of discussing this, of course not, that little tin brooch burns a hole in his bloody pocket at all times. But...
"Anyone would buckle under the weight of just one of these. I mean it, it isn't unreasonable to be struggling under the circs."
... Ruddy little thing. He'll never be rid of it. Ossie removes the brooch from his inside jacket pocket and fastens it to his lapel, folding freshly entaloned hands in front of himself.
"Where should we start?"