FOX
There's a psychological experiment somewhere that says you're more likely to overlook prejudices if you can find common ground with someone, and that's very likely at play here. Whether it's the soft humour between them, the talk of fillies caught in barbed wire and bleeding hearts, the shared meal, or whether Fox is just tired in more than a physical sense, he's loathe to shatter this quiet peace he's found just yet.
"Must be it," he agrees after a moment of prolonged silence, making a conscious decision to overlook what would ordinarily be cause to dig so much deeper into a simple use of a pronoun. "The gambit?" he hazards, choosing the location but keeping the name in the back of his mind nonetheless. Accepting his coffee and raising the mug in thanks, he doesn't bother to blow on it before taking a generous sip and humming out his approval.
"I meant to ask, actually - is there a map anywhere of King's End? The Grounds is pretty slow on the uptake for that sort of thing."
"Must be it," he agrees after a moment of prolonged silence, making a conscious decision to overlook what would ordinarily be cause to dig so much deeper into a simple use of a pronoun. "The gambit?" he hazards, choosing the location but keeping the name in the back of his mind nonetheless. Accepting his coffee and raising the mug in thanks, he doesn't bother to blow on it before taking a generous sip and humming out his approval.
"I meant to ask, actually - is there a map anywhere of King's End? The Grounds is pretty slow on the uptake for that sort of thing."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
