Picking up his glass, Arthur watched her over the rim as he took a drink. Slow, tongue playing against the rim for a moment. "The truth? Probably not, though I suspect I might forget it. Eventually. Especially should it ever happen," he added, watching her closely for her reaction.
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Date: 2011-04-28 04:55 am (UTC)