[ The shiver that runs up the whole of his frame, then, audibly catches his breath. He sets down what he has in his hands then, taking his cane back up. There's a moment's hesitation, weighing whether that had been meant to be a bluff or if he would follow through.
In the end he is standing before him, looking down. (He will only ever have so many opportunities to tower, after all.) But he is absolutely certain to take a breath before he tries to speak. ]
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In the end he is standing before him, looking down. (He will only ever have so many opportunities to tower, after all.) But he is absolutely certain to take a breath before he tries to speak. ]
Well?