[He doesn’t react outwardly to her taking his arm, but she’ll feel the muscles in it tense almost immediately. Physical touch, casual and without warning, is something that very few people ever had the audacity to grant him, even back on Eos. Especially on Eos, the eccentric and vaguely intimidating Chancellor that he was.
But he says nothing. Doesn’t attempt to shake her off, just keeps walking, guiding her along the minefield of apples.]
What? You don’t plan on toiling over a cure out of the kindness of your own heart?
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But he says nothing. Doesn’t attempt to shake her off, just keeps walking, guiding her along the minefield of apples.]
What? You don’t plan on toiling over a cure out of the kindness of your own heart?