"I would feel more... comfortable with the Hare around."
It's difficult for him to express how the apparent loss of his contract feels.
Liam isn't hungry--the pain has seen to that--but he knows Barma is right and he takes a bite of it anyway.
It hasn't slipped his notice that the Duke is ignoring the second part of his statement, but he lets it drop. At some point, he's certain he'll run into a Gilbert, and then he can address the situation himself. He will not be injured in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by enemies, without the ability to defend himself, flimsy as a gun may be.
"How do things... operate here?"
He's used to the Barma household, where everything runs like a well-oiled machine, and to Pandora, which runs much the same way so long as bureaucracy doesn't muck up the works. But here... Well, he has no idea.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2011-03-23 10:26 pm (UTC)It's difficult for him to express how the apparent loss of his contract feels.
Liam isn't hungry--the pain has seen to that--but he knows Barma is right and he takes a bite of it anyway.
It hasn't slipped his notice that the Duke is ignoring the second part of his statement, but he lets it drop. At some point, he's certain he'll run into a Gilbert, and then he can address the situation himself. He will not be injured in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by enemies, without the ability to defend himself, flimsy as a gun may be.
"How do things... operate here?"
He's used to the Barma household, where everything runs like a well-oiled machine, and to Pandora, which runs much the same way so long as bureaucracy doesn't muck up the works. But here... Well, he has no idea.