[ his stare takes on that strange gravity for a moment, two, but then he glances down at his glass, lifting it to take a sip again. ]
Mm. Four. [ he rests the rim against his lower lip for a thoughtful moment, narrow shoulders lifting in a shrug. ] More or less. [ he hasn't actually slept yet. ]
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Mm. Four. [ he rests the rim against his lower lip for a thoughtful moment, narrow shoulders lifting in a shrug. ] More or less. [ he hasn't actually slept yet. ]