hoardingpearls: Reshad looks straight out. Four gears are behind her. A fox has taken the fifth. (Default)
That hesitation - "Is something the matter?" she asks Fyedlet, wondering if she'd mispronounced the name after all.

"Educ- let's see if they show an interest, first. It's no use educating those who won't learn." And now she's wondering what in the void the flower-girl would be educating a bunch of hazardous semi-allies about.

The discussion of poetry is an interesting side channel, especially with the following remark about /all/ the lines. Who writes sonnets with fourteen lines, even - ah. Virmad dates from the heptarchate, when fashion had not yet pared two lines out for a much more reasonable twelve.

She's drawn out of contemplation of such changes by Sasha's use of an interesting term. Interesting in that it's a word she doesn't know, and for someone who prides herself on her vocabulary...

"The midday... I'm sorry, which?"



[I'm hoping that that's 'regular people' internal wince, not 'fool a fox' internal wince. If otherwise, let me know and I'll rewrite.]
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