[Crane says nothing and settles uncomfortably on the bench. Arms close to his body; yet eager to stretch over the back, hands longing to dangle. The part of his mind that is controlled and practical leads him to do nothing but gesture - a plantive sigh quiet enough to bearly hear.]
More at work than me, indeed.
[His sharp mind dwells on the issue. It takes one second. Fantastical beings are all terrified by something. Heroes fear failure and gods punish ridicule. Important traits that might make a devil human. Fingers clench in the second second. No research. No data. No work.
Somebody doesn't enjoy the concept of idleness.]
One could say I am hardly working.
[Needless to say, he is thinking of starting again. This world is nothing if not a world of opportunity.]
no subject
More at work than me, indeed.
[His sharp mind dwells on the issue. It takes one second. Fantastical beings are all terrified by something. Heroes fear failure and gods punish ridicule. Important traits that might make a devil human. Fingers clench in the second second. No research. No data. No work.
Somebody doesn't enjoy the concept of idleness.]
One could say I am hardly working.
[Needless to say, he is thinking of starting again. This world is nothing if not a world of opportunity.]