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A lopsided smile lit across aging features at this assertion, gnarled hands shifting against the polished wood of the cane upon which his balance so intimately relied when he was not sitting to tea. The ferocity in her reminded him once more of his dear sister, warm against the bitter chill of his chosen exile.
He knew her father disapproved of their talks – that indeed, the Lord Edrington held him in nothing short of disdain – which naturally meant his wilful daughter would do all in her power to converse and walk with him as often as she could. And he supposed, even as his words were spoken, that it might in part be due to the controversial advice he so often found himself offering Philadelphia.
“Sometimes there is merit to calculating precisely how to break it – and holding on to that knowledge until such a time as unleashing it can bear the most satisfying fruits.” Reaching out the steadier of his two hands, Andre picked up his tea and drank in quiet contemplation a time, before lowering the cup and pretending he didn’t notice the way the liquid shivered, or the multiple soft tings as porcelain quaked against itself as the cup settled into its place on the saucer.
“Other times, it is good to simply show you can break it – for that alone, often causes enough question to quiet the condescension so common in those who believe themselves so untouchable.”
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