Damian chuckles. "I'm not terrible at that, I fear. I shall attempt to not wield a chair like I'm faced by a lion." He fishes in his coat. "I'm not sure how your tastes ran, but - I brought a few books from Lorena? The French should be readable in them, even if the slang is a little different."
Most of Lorena's hard copy books were paperbacks (glossy covers and greyish pages, from recycling) so tucking one in a coat inner pocket isn't hard at all. He grabbed a slightly goofy romantic mystery, a dapper mystery (which - he's pretty sure the ex-cop moustached typist was in love with the mostly unshaven detective,) and a book of poetry from Port Martin.
He's relaxing as they get in. "Yvette sent out a thing to say I was fine, and - that was still when we were on the cargo ship. I think I was hiding back with a mess of coats and blankets because it was quieter in one of the storage areas when I was chatting."
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Date: 2016-05-21 02:36 am (UTC)Most of Lorena's hard copy books were paperbacks (glossy covers and greyish pages, from recycling) so tucking one in a coat inner pocket isn't hard at all. He grabbed a slightly goofy romantic mystery, a dapper mystery (which - he's pretty sure the ex-cop moustached typist was in love with the mostly unshaven detective,) and a book of poetry from Port Martin.
He's relaxing as they get in. "Yvette sent out a thing to say I was fine, and - that was still when we were on the cargo ship. I think I was hiding back with a mess of coats and blankets because it was quieter in one of the storage areas when I was chatting."