"You cannot simply say such a thing after so long chasing skirts that I might not have some manner of concern, Alistair." He crosses his arms, leaning against the wall to peer up at him. All seems well but-
Something twitches at the back of his mind. Something he has long since forgotten or ignored.
"What made you wish to attempt hopping the boarder, mm?"
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Date: 2016-07-11 05:14 am (UTC)Something twitches at the back of his mind. Something he has long since forgotten or ignored.
"What made you wish to attempt hopping the boarder, mm?"