And I've passed the point I'd got to before. It's all new words from now on. Rupert is warming up in front of a fire, after the beginnings of a serious conversation with Edward -- who is now reporting back to Grandmama while Christophe checks on Rupert:
"He's not my real father." Rupert's words sounded sulky even to his own ears, but he wasn't going to hide his feelings from someone who seemed to like Quinn almost as much as he did.
"Does that bother you?" Christophe switched his pint glass of Guinness to his left hand, and retrieved a perfectly ordinary looking hand-rolled cigarette from behind his right ear.
"It should, shouldn't it?" Rupert thought about the conversation in the car. Papa hadn't spoken to him since then, even handing over the bag of dry clothes wordlessly. "It bothers him."
"My father wasn't around much when I was growing up," Christophe said around a mouthful of cigarette smoke. "He turned up after Ma died, and took my kid brother back to Ireland with him."
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"He's not my real father." Rupert's words sounded sulky even to his own ears, but he wasn't going to hide his feelings from someone who seemed to like Quinn almost as much as he did.
"Does that bother you?" Christophe switched his pint glass of Guinness to his left hand, and retrieved a perfectly ordinary looking hand-rolled cigarette from behind his right ear.
"It should, shouldn't it?" Rupert thought about the conversation in the car. Papa hadn't spoken to him since then, even handing over the bag of dry clothes wordlessly. "It bothers him."
"My father wasn't around much when I was growing up," Christophe said around a mouthful of cigarette smoke. "He turned up after Ma died, and took my kid brother back to Ireland with him."
"Did that bother you?"
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This is a huge development. It's interesting that Rupert thinks it should bother him, but it doesn't sound like it actually does.
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