[ Ava's gaze drifts to the hand wrapping around the medallion. She doesn't need to, of course, her eyesight isn't limited to a pinprick of a fovea and she can see everything in her peripheral in perfect vision without needing to move her pupils. The gesture, therefore, is intentional. I want you to know that I see and I know. When she looks up to his face, there is a smile on her lips and in her eyes. Suspend the disbelief and she may even appear warm.
Her movements are too fluid, too practiced, stripped free of anything unnecessary, when she walks across the room to trace a hand at another desk similar to the one he's resting against. It seems like she's drawing something on the dusty surface. ]
We have time. We must wait for the ghosts to think we have gone the other way.
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Her movements are too fluid, too practiced, stripped free of anything unnecessary, when she walks across the room to trace a hand at another desk similar to the one he's resting against. It seems like she's drawing something on the dusty surface. ]
We have time. We must wait for the ghosts to think we have gone the other way.
[ She turns back to him with a smile so naive. ]
Will you tell me of Shadar Logoth?