[ His voice is as pleasant as ever, his smile is as polished - save for the fact that it doesn't reach his eyes. No, his eyes are hard and a little desperate. His expression, on the whole, looks brittle.
Still. Lightly, he says: ]
Have a seat. My word, but this weather is a blessing, is it not?
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[ His voice is as pleasant as ever, his smile is as polished - save for the fact that it doesn't reach his eyes. No, his eyes are hard and a little desperate. His expression, on the whole, looks brittle.
Still. Lightly, he says: ]
Have a seat. My word, but this weather is a blessing, is it not?