[He smiles at Harryβs mild indecision regarding whether or not heβd like to be a frog β he canβt help himself, not when the manβs really given the idea some consideration.
In the distance, the sound of a crowd murmuring. The flashing lights of carnival games and the colorful tops of circus tents. It distracts Stephen only minutely from Harryβs somewhat existential question.]
Oh, I donβt know. When I was still in med school, I used to wish I was a spoiled house cat; catch up on my sleep a little. But that question β itβs basically asking what other kind of life youβd like to lead. I canβt imagine anything other than the one Iβm trying to live right now.
[He glances at Harry, wry.]
As for you, itβs not like a frog can solve too many murders. So probably a wise choice.
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In the distance, the sound of a crowd murmuring. The flashing lights of carnival games and the colorful tops of circus tents. It distracts Stephen only minutely from Harryβs somewhat existential question.]
Oh, I donβt know. When I was still in med school, I used to wish I was a spoiled house cat; catch up on my sleep a little. But that question β itβs basically asking what other kind of life youβd like to lead. I canβt imagine anything other than the one Iβm trying to live right now.
[He glances at Harry, wry.]
As for you, itβs not like a frog can solve too many murders. So probably a wise choice.