More silence, for a time. He finds himself tracing his thumb over his knuckles again.
"It's easier," he says at last, no louder than Cullen, "when I'm somewhere quiet, but -- not completely alone. The Undercroft's predictable. Dagna's always there." Another quirk of a smile. "And within ten minutes you can't think of anything but how cold you are, so that helps too."
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More silence, for a time. He finds himself tracing his thumb over his knuckles again.
"It's easier," he says at last, no louder than Cullen, "when I'm somewhere quiet, but -- not completely alone. The Undercroft's predictable. Dagna's always there." Another quirk of a smile. "And within ten minutes you can't think of anything but how cold you are, so that helps too."