Date: 2008-10-16 09:27 pm (UTC)
Just doing my job, he almost said, and had to stop himself, because it wasn't. It really wasn't. But it had become so much a part of what he was that he simply couldn't comprehend doing otherwise.

"Likewise, my dear," he said instead, reaching across to pat her hand and smiling. "He does take rather a lot of looking after, doesn't he?"
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