[ Norman's brows lift with surprise, but he doesn't seem to be affronted, nor does he hesitate a beat—overall, one might get the impression that this was expected. The edges of his eyes narrow slightly, calculating, regarding the other for a moment. ]
That is bold. [ He exhales smoke, lets his cigarette sit between middle and ring finger, a thin thread of gray smoke rising from its end. ] And you may.
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That is bold. [ He exhales smoke, lets his cigarette sit between middle and ring finger, a thin thread of gray smoke rising from its end. ] And you may.