( she's a rare breed — he knows it just by lookin'. there's an elegance to her that's altogether uncommon an' the rich rollin' cadence of her voice gives him a moment's pause. he ducks his head when she asks him what he might seek in the stead of his offer, an' his smile's a faint thing tuggin' at one corner of his mouth. )
Ma'am, the point of sharing's to share, I won't trouble you for one whit more'n that.
no subject
Ma'am, the point of sharing's to share, I won't trouble you for one whit more'n that.