He could practically feel his mind spinning off into very creative uses of said flexibility, and he shifted in his seat, squirming around to another position and taking a deep breath. Right then. The goal was not to jump Gai.
He knew the man, he probably put a whole lot of work into this, no interrupting. Still, he sat on his hands.
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He knew the man, he probably put a whole lot of work into this, no interrupting. Still, he sat on his hands.