[ in the night's silence, beth's footsteps are as loud as a gunshot. maine reacts the second he hears the first crunch of boots in the snow, not jerking around in surprise but simply pivoting casually to the side to greet her with a blank, unconcerned stare. he recognizes her just as he recognizes the face of every man and woman he arrived on barrayar with — and especially her, the girl he's seen around rani — though he doesn't know her name.
his reply to beth's silent question is an equally silent gesture toward the cave, followed by a single finger to his mouth. in there. quiet. then he looks past her, shoulders dropping in another sigh, and crooks a second finger into the dark, to byerly crouched in the shadows.
c'mon out, might as well make it a party. figures the one night shit goes wrong he ends up with all sorts of company. ]
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his reply to beth's silent question is an equally silent gesture toward the cave, followed by a single finger to his mouth. in there. quiet. then he looks past her, shoulders dropping in another sigh, and crooks a second finger into the dark, to byerly crouched in the shadows.
c'mon out, might as well make it a party. figures the one night shit goes wrong he ends up with all sorts of company. ]