Laurent doesn’t listen to anyone, not even himself.
[Laurent is a terrible example, yes, because he could not get Laurent to listen ever at all. But it’s fine.
His eyes lower to the wing. He looks away again, trying to scrabble together the usual air-tight composure. The damn nuts. He reaches up, but hesitates for once, and then carefully puts his hand on the wing. Like he thinks it’ll seer him straight through. But it doesn’t.
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[Laurent is a terrible example, yes, because he could not get Laurent to listen ever at all. But it’s fine.
His eyes lower to the wing. He looks away again, trying to scrabble together the usual air-tight composure. The damn nuts. He reaches up, but hesitates for once, and then carefully puts his hand on the wing. Like he thinks it’ll seer him straight through. But it doesn’t.
So he rests his hand there.]
Would you give it up? Being a king.