[ Months ago, he would have quibbled with her. My pistol could take it, reinforced and modified as it was, but he knows that his hand couldn't. And if Harry had been awake, the reprimand he received for carrying home Athena (sick after the market explosion) in October would be a slap on the wrist in comparison to what he'd hear now.
Instead, he has the decency to duck his head, suddenly sheepish. It takes him precious seconds to muster a response, mouth hooking into a cheeky smile as he hazards a glance back up. His voice lowers, though his words could fit neatly within his cover story. ]
Remind me to tell you about the time I released a parachute with under 300 feet left before I hit the ground, just so my partner and I could land within the drop radius.
[ His determination to protect others had been at play then, too, though he doesn't admit that as freely. It's hardly as daring to say he wanted to ensure none of his fellow recruits became literal Eton messes. ]
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Instead, he has the decency to duck his head, suddenly sheepish. It takes him precious seconds to muster a response, mouth hooking into a cheeky smile as he hazards a glance back up. His voice lowers, though his words could fit neatly within his cover story. ]
Remind me to tell you about the time I released a parachute with under 300 feet left before I hit the ground, just so my partner and I could land within the drop radius.
[ His determination to protect others had been at play then, too, though he doesn't admit that as freely. It's hardly as daring to say he wanted to ensure none of his fellow recruits became literal Eton messes. ]