(Abby doesn't know the aunt. She doesn't know the other two that came before her, either. She has been here for almost three years and all she's known is Flint.)
(It could sit empty for a while... They'll be self-governing. Ha.) Maybe.
(Then she redirects sharply, pivoting back to what Gwen said to her right at the start of this conversation, the bit she totally ignored.) I do wanna do that with you. Talking about poetry and literature, I mean.
(Maybe also the sword fighting? She'll come back to it.)
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(Abby doesn't know the aunt. She doesn't know the other two that came before her, either. She has been here for almost three years and all she's known is Flint.)
... Would you?
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( in the tone of someone who is certain she must have misunderstood the question. )
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Instead,) Who do you think will take it?
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It can't be a Templar again. If Rowntree wants it, maybe? He might like where he is.
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(Then she redirects sharply, pivoting back to what Gwen said to her right at the start of this conversation, the bit she totally ignored.) I do wanna do that with you. Talking about poetry and literature, I mean.
(Maybe also the sword fighting? She'll come back to it.)
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I'd like it. We don't have to spar, during.
( but it is cooler. )
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(She can ruminate on this Flint shit later.)