[ By the time he does finally arrive, Gold has all but begun to wonder if he hadn't planned to come after all, or more charitably, he had been caught coming up here alone. He had by this point made the decision not to be bothered by this, to accept it as a likelihood. All of this was equally strange for both of them.
So he didn't come. Gold knew better than to get his hopes up, or feel disappointed, right?
When the knock does come, he's a little surprised, but all readable expression has been wiped from his face by the time he answers. Whether it's him or the doorman, he's not about to have the look of a man -- what? Stood up? ]
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[ He's not going to remark on his tardiness just yet; he is not in any position to issue directives, after all. So instead, he just takes a step back to allow him passage inside. ]
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So he didn't come. Gold knew better than to get his hopes up, or feel disappointed, right?
When the knock does come, he's a little surprised, but all readable expression has been wiped from his face by the time he answers. Whether it's him or the doorman, he's not about to have the look of a man -- what? Stood up? ]
...
[ He's not going to remark on his tardiness just yet; he is not in any position to issue directives, after all. So instead, he just takes a step back to allow him passage inside. ]