[There's a look of enlightenment at Cordelia, that is crossed briefly with a frown, deciding. It really only takes a moment to lay out the new landscape and battle plans, and one after to move.
It helps that he assumes Cordelia wouldn't be long behind. Both in that she'd have if not experience, then one of those lauded classes of hers on the subject... and the fact he was still somewhat convinced Cordelia had better right.
He opens the door, taking two steps in and stopping, back absolutely straight and unabashed at taking in the view. His throat feels thick and he has to quash the urge to clear it. Of a number of lines from the simple to eloquent to trite.. he manages none of them.]
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It helps that he assumes Cordelia wouldn't be long behind. Both in that she'd have if not experience, then one of those lauded classes of hers on the subject... and the fact he was still somewhat convinced Cordelia had better right.
He opens the door, taking two steps in and stopping, back absolutely straight and unabashed at taking in the view. His throat feels thick and he has to quash the urge to clear it. Of a number of lines from the simple to eloquent to trite.. he manages none of them.]