[It wasn't difficult to sense the jab that Richard leveled in his direction. Many times they made a point to not bring up his daughter to keep the peace between them. After all, that was a subject that he didn't think they would see eye-to-eye on, and he didn't blame Richard in the least on that. Jinx was someone who was often an acquired taste. His daughter had a constant and obvious display of items he had on display.
His mismatched eyes watched Richard, and then he sighed. The conversation - if it could be called that - was not over. If anything, the second round was coming into play here and now it seemed.] She will be out of town for a few weeks, but no doubt, she would be pleased to offer her unique aesthetic choices. Perhaps it will be the olive branch that paves the way for a tolerance of each other.
[He went quiet when the employee entered a moment later, pretending to examine his fingernails as the tray was set down. His eyes moved subtly to track the native's movement and expression, trying to determine how much trouble Richard might have with that one. Perhaps the next month would bring them around or his lover's shining sociable nature.
He rose from his chair to make certain that the door was properly shut and secured, unwilling to have a staff member or an inn guest would barge in on them. This seemed like it would be a cold conversation. He returned to the seat again and resumed his previous stoic state.]
It seems the previous topic has not been laid to rest. Would you prefer to discuss it now or enjoy that drink first?
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Date: 2024-11-05 05:09 am (UTC)His mismatched eyes watched Richard, and then he sighed. The conversation - if it could be called that - was not over. If anything, the second round was coming into play here and now it seemed.] She will be out of town for a few weeks, but no doubt, she would be pleased to offer her unique aesthetic choices. Perhaps it will be the olive branch that paves the way for a tolerance of each other.
[He went quiet when the employee entered a moment later, pretending to examine his fingernails as the tray was set down. His eyes moved subtly to track the native's movement and expression, trying to determine how much trouble Richard might have with that one. Perhaps the next month would bring them around or his lover's shining sociable nature.
He rose from his chair to make certain that the door was properly shut and secured, unwilling to have a staff member or an inn guest would barge in on them. This seemed like it would be a cold conversation. He returned to the seat again and resumed his previous stoic state.]
It seems the previous topic has not been laid to rest. Would you prefer to discuss it now or enjoy that drink first?