[ Balthier has only had a cellphone for a week. Peter had given him a basic introduction, but so far the phone has mostly been a reminder that the people Balthier would like to talk to are a world away.
He feels a little foolish at the lesson offer. He ran this old man bit with Peter, too, but now he wonders if he's just come off as out of touch. Blast, he has not second guessed himself this much since he met Fran. And that night he thought about confessing to Ashe. Well. No sense making the same mistake again. ]
After you, my good man. I am always keen for excellent fashion and excellent theater. And excellent tea. My mother always made it. [ He doesn't mean to share that. The words just come. ] Before she left. Developed a habit, I suppose.
And teaware is endlessly more beautiful than coffeeware. [ Was that rude? ] At least on my world. You're from this one? [ Eddie had a cellphone. He's not sure how to tell who might be from here and who might not. It's disorienting. ]
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He feels a little foolish at the lesson offer. He ran this old man bit with Peter, too, but now he wonders if he's just come off as out of touch. Blast, he has not second guessed himself this much since he met Fran. And that night he thought about confessing to Ashe. Well. No sense making the same mistake again. ]
After you, my good man. I am always keen for excellent fashion and excellent theater. And excellent tea. My mother always made it. [ He doesn't mean to share that. The words just come. ] Before she left. Developed a habit, I suppose.
And teaware is endlessly more beautiful than coffeeware. [ Was that rude? ] At least on my world. You're from this one? [ Eddie had a cellphone. He's not sure how to tell who might be from here and who might not. It's disorienting. ]