When his missive regarding the imminent arrival of Merovic's contingent in Vienna had been answered by a cable from his sister announcing her intention to visit, he'd decided instantly that the hot spark in the center of his chest was resentment rather than fear or nerves or anything else. He can be a convincing liar when he cares to be. By the time they'd collected one another, Ralston bad fully convinced himself of the exact nature and trajectory of the animosity.
"Well," he stage whisper hisses, dark eyes at last sliding from her. "I'd hate for you feel as if those men had entrusted you with little more than minding a surly child. I've no doubt that you're perfectly capable."
"I hadn't the least notion of you as a child until I encountered your seemingly ironclad commitment to childish behavior," she observes, still just as quiet. "Kicking off with a tantrum rather set the tone."
"Heaven forbid anyone cast you in the role of nursemaid," strikes a fine balance between viciously cheerful and disparaging as there on the stage, the latest movement turns towards its close.
With a thoughtless deft turn of the hand, Ralston disengages the silver dog headed cane from where it lay hooked across his ankle.
"Let's snip the apron strings then, shall we? I'll meet you back at your hotel to compare notes. Unless of course," warrants a sidelong look in the dark. "You'd rather have me to hand."
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When his missive regarding the imminent arrival of Merovic's contingent in Vienna had been answered by a cable from his sister announcing her intention to visit, he'd decided instantly that the hot spark in the center of his chest was resentment rather than fear or nerves or anything else. He can be a convincing liar when he cares to be. By the time they'd collected one another, Ralston bad fully convinced himself of the exact nature and trajectory of the animosity.
"Well," he stage whisper hisses, dark eyes at last sliding from her. "I'd hate for you feel as if those men had entrusted you with little more than minding a surly child. I've no doubt that you're perfectly capable."
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She can do this all day.
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With a thoughtless deft turn of the hand, Ralston disengages the silver dog headed cane from where it lay hooked across his ankle.
"Let's snip the apron strings then, shall we? I'll meet you back at your hotel to compare notes. Unless of course," warrants a sidelong look in the dark. "You'd rather have me to hand."