"Don't flatter us too much," John answers, voice warm, light.
His hand stretches across the table, seeking to catch hold of her.
"Some of it will be familiar to you," he says, more serious. "But they are not so united as your people and mine. That's the trouble. And not all of them are so convinced as to the measures that need taking."
"That is the trouble," she echoes, lost in thought for a brief moment before taking his hand between both of hers.
"I will try, in the time that I am here, to see the worth you see in this place, and how it might aid in our efforts. You know that I cannot promise what I cannot bring into being."
All she can do is look, listen, try to find the threads that bind them and endeavor to make them stronger than the knives that would sever them.
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did she just call him a barnacle?
what a compliment
His hand stretches across the table, seeking to catch hold of her.
"Some of it will be familiar to you," he says, more serious. "But they are not so united as your people and mine. That's the trouble. And not all of them are so convinced as to the measures that need taking."
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"I will try, in the time that I am here, to see the worth you see in this place, and how it might aid in our efforts. You know that I cannot promise what I cannot bring into being."
All she can do is look, listen, try to find the threads that bind them and endeavor to make them stronger than the knives that would sever them.