[Aelwyn lowers the cigarette to meet the lighter, inhaling. What a stupid process. It's yet another reminder of the things she's been robbed of by virtue of landing in this world, where even the basic facets of her own worth are something she has to pay the price for.
But it's an interesting little social ritual all the same, and something Aelwyn could have done with her fingers or mind. But, unlike many others, she's adjusting. Slowly, but surely. She exhales, letting the heat settle into her lungs. It's no surprise that the smoke tastes like the smallest morsel of nourishment to her, considering what she's on the cusp of becoming.]
I wanted to run some of my theories by you, if that's okay. You always seem to be good at correcting any minor mistakes I might have made, and frankly I find the office a bit oppressive at the best of times.
[Or rather, she's never convinced her own words won't be used against her. She presents the file to Jon. The cover is blank, of course. The page below it, however, is entitled, OBSERVATIONS & SPECULATIONS: JONATHAN SIMS.]
Oh, and if you brought your phone with you, I'd reccommend turning that off.
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But it's an interesting little social ritual all the same, and something Aelwyn could have done with her fingers or mind. But, unlike many others, she's adjusting. Slowly, but surely. She exhales, letting the heat settle into her lungs. It's no surprise that the smoke tastes like the smallest morsel of nourishment to her, considering what she's on the cusp of becoming.]
I wanted to run some of my theories by you, if that's okay. You always seem to be good at correcting any minor mistakes I might have made, and frankly I find the office a bit oppressive at the best of times.
[Or rather, she's never convinced her own words won't be used against her. She presents the file to Jon. The cover is blank, of course. The page below it, however, is entitled, OBSERVATIONS & SPECULATIONS: JONATHAN SIMS.]
Oh, and if you brought your phone with you, I'd reccommend turning that off.