[Lead him into this - his eyes are on August, intent and digging. What cards do you have left is buzzing in his brain and he gets such an ecstatic jolt from their little conversations, that he swirls his fingers over the milky water and lets it stir beneath them. Oh, but what's only within arm's reach below...]
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[Lead him into this - his eyes are on August, intent and digging. What cards do you have left is buzzing in his brain and he gets such an ecstatic jolt from their little conversations, that he swirls his fingers over the milky water and lets it stir beneath them. Oh, but what's only within arm's reach below...]
I'm listening.