“I’d resigned myself to drinking out of the bottle like undergrads if we had to, so tea cups are fine,” Stephen says, prying open the wine bottle while she rummages.
And the corner of his mouth twitches into a smile as Cosima sets down the cups and he starts to pour. “So, hypothetically, you could just choose ‘thirty-something’ and stick with it indefinitely. A good enough approach. I wound up semi-arbitrarily deciding on a number just because I hate not knowing. Guess we’re lucky enough that the Thedosian calendar even lines up right with twelve months.”
There’s a small beat, thinking it over before he decides to offer this piece of himself, small enough as it is. The former Provost had it and he should probably learn to be less cagey overall, so: “Mine’s November-slash-Firstfall 18th, by the way. I expect a gift card.”
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And the corner of his mouth twitches into a smile as Cosima sets down the cups and he starts to pour. “So, hypothetically, you could just choose ‘thirty-something’ and stick with it indefinitely. A good enough approach. I wound up semi-arbitrarily deciding on a number just because I hate not knowing. Guess we’re lucky enough that the Thedosian calendar even lines up right with twelve months.”
There’s a small beat, thinking it over before he decides to offer this piece of himself, small enough as it is. The former Provost had it and he should probably learn to be less cagey overall, so: “Mine’s November-slash-Firstfall 18th, by the way. I expect a gift card.”
Just kidding.