(She mouths thank you as Taako hands her a glass, taking a slow sip as she listens. How do you end up with a responsibility like that? It's noble, to be sure, but it sounds... stressful. It's not unlike the IPRE's mission statement, now that she thinks about it.
When Lucretia realizes she's been staring off in Clark's general direction with a finger sandwich halfway to her mouth, she clears her throat.)
That's really interesting. (She kind of wants to write it down, but she promised in advance there'd be no note-taking at the table.) How... uh, how's it going so far? Aside from your detour here, I mean.
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When Lucretia realizes she's been staring off in Clark's general direction with a finger sandwich halfway to her mouth, she clears her throat.)
That's really interesting. (She kind of wants to write it down, but she promised in advance there'd be no note-taking at the table.) How... uh, how's it going so far? Aside from your detour here, I mean.