"I still have no idea what kind of ocean has grey waves."
Richard sat down and just sort of kept his eyes on Corrin. He was smiling, although he seemed a little more stressed than usual. Understandable, given what's happening in a matter of weeks. He approaches her a little later, rubbing his head. "I'm not entirely sure if anything I got's worth saving. I mean, if I could recreate a proper East Point slop sandwich, that might be worth sharing."
He bobs his head a little. His smile goes a little more faint. "I appreciate that you took yourself out of the situation and told it without bullshitting. It's honestly refreshing for someone that works in the fields I do, and nobody has the time to sort fact from fiction."
The Princess and the spying hobbler.
Richard sat down and just sort of kept his eyes on Corrin. He was smiling, although he seemed a little more stressed than usual. Understandable, given what's happening in a matter of weeks. He approaches her a little later, rubbing his head. "I'm not entirely sure if anything I got's worth saving. I mean, if I could recreate a proper East Point slop sandwich, that might be worth sharing."
He bobs his head a little. His smile goes a little more faint. "I appreciate that you took yourself out of the situation and told it without bullshitting. It's honestly refreshing for someone that works in the fields I do, and nobody has the time to sort fact from fiction."