[Renoir says nothing about the concept she explores through words, finding it too fantastical to dwell upon. Were she to study his expression, cold and solemn, she might learn his own opinion seems much the same.
He also says nothing about her intentions. Because though he can believe her, he intends to plan for their arrival, for all possible contingencies.]
Really? I would advise you to go home but...
[His shoulders gesture beneath his coat. They can't go home, can they?]
that's how we roll
He also says nothing about her intentions. Because though he can believe her, he intends to plan for their arrival, for all possible contingencies.]
Really? I would advise you to go home but...
[His shoulders gesture beneath his coat. They can't go home, can they?]
Perhaps it's better you take the opportunity.