gu yun watches meg pour the tea as he comes to settle down across from her, settling down in a puff of dark silk. the thought process moves quickly, and as always, gu yun is too clever by half - he waits until she's finished to ask. ]
[ not a game! he lifts his hand, and moves his fingertip to her palm, then writes, in slow, easy strokes, saying the words out loud as he spells them out in her hand.
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gu yun watches meg pour the tea as he comes to settle down across from her, settling down in a puff of dark silk. the thought process moves quickly, and as always, gu yun is too clever by half - he waits until she's finished to ask. ]
Have you lost your ability to talk?
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she won’t make for much of a conversationalist today, probably, so she just grabs a tea cookie to munch on. ]
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Happened to me earlier. [ it was terrible. ] Here. Put your hand like this for a moment.
[ gu yun sets his hands out on the table, palms up, raising his eyebrows. ]
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but she does as he asks. what now, specs? ]
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t-h-e-r-e.... ]
There are ways to talk without your voice.
[ and then sets his other hand down, palm up. ]
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clever, aren’t we? ]