[ He listens—as much to the fluctuations in tone as to her words. Intent on her. It's as though the reception's improved between them—it takes an embarrassingly long time to for him to figure out all the grace words, the verbal speed bumps, have disappeared. To realize she hasn't apologized for any of it. ]
Once we know more. [ William's arrived suddenly at calm, his voice soft and steady. ] Once we know...what to communicate. [ His head tips to the side. ] What can't you do?
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Once we know more. [ William's arrived suddenly at calm, his voice soft and steady. ] Once we know...what to communicate. [ His head tips to the side. ] What can't you do?