[ the sort of talk eases at least some of the tension and allows some time to be better spent. falco's eyes grow as he shifts close to the bars and leans into them, even lifting his head from his knees. cass . . . ]
Miss Cassandra, [ he says now in a full shuffling turn toward the girl, while battered, his eyes— they are hopeful as they are familiar. probably never in the way rapunzel would know her, but he did get that feeling when they spoke around the house. ] I live with both of them.
[ she shared cake with him, or rather, she cut the cake he shared with her, and told him stories of the castle she lived in, with a princess— his smile is modest, visible and believing, his murmur respectable. ]
She's a great woman, miss. [ determined. ] Just like you said.
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Miss Cassandra, [ he says now in a full shuffling turn toward the girl, while battered, his eyes— they are hopeful as they are familiar. probably never in the way rapunzel would know her, but he did get that feeling when they spoke around the house. ] I live with both of them.
[ she shared cake with him, or rather, she cut the cake he shared with her, and told him stories of the castle she lived in, with a princess— his smile is modest, visible and believing, his murmur respectable. ]
She's a great woman, miss. [ determined. ] Just like you said.