(Her gaze shifts momentarily to Taako as he sits, then back to Magnus; likewise, she too gives no indication that he's joined their conversation but her hands, which have dropped to her lap underneath of the table, are twisting together, gripping tightly.
This can't be a good first look to Magnus. Lucretia tries to relax, but she feels so rigid.)
You could say that. Magnus, we have a proposition for you, of sorts.
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This can't be a good first look to Magnus. Lucretia tries to relax, but she feels so rigid.)
You could say that. Magnus, we have a proposition for you, of sorts.