How fortunate for Felix that human anatomy does not seem to permit eyes to roll out of one's head. But, hey, there's a first time for everything, and Claude sure believes Felix has got it in him to make his own path. The question is, would Claude like to be there to see them spin right out? To be the probable cause?
As tempting as it would be to pose that question to Felix, he would be (fairly and rightly) accused of delaying the inevitable, so Claude exercises sufficient self-restraint to keep it to himself.
Instead, he raises his eyes from the lute, rounded in mock, haunted sincerity. ]
Oh, petrified. Once I've lost your good opinion, whatever will I do with myself?
[ And if Felix feels like being especially predictable, he might say that Claude never had his good opinion to lose. That's about what Claude expects, anyway.
More than Felix making the offer he does, suggesting as he does that his performance would surely make Claude more confident in his own. Maybe if Claude had actually had the whole week with the lute, he'd believe it. As it is -- ]
I'm pretty sure we'd just be postponing my embarrassment. But, if you're offering...
[ Leaning back himself, leaning the neck of the lute against his shoulder, daubing out that grin, satisfied and askew. ]
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So, Felix likes the beard, does he?How fortunate for Felix that human anatomy does not seem to permit eyes to roll out of one's head. But, hey, there's a first time for everything, and Claude sure believes Felix has got it in him to make his own path. The question is, would Claude like to be there to see them spin right out? To be the probable cause?
As tempting as it would be to pose that question to Felix, he would be (fairly and rightly) accused of delaying the inevitable, so Claude exercises sufficient self-restraint to keep it to himself.
Instead, he raises his eyes from the lute, rounded in mock, haunted sincerity. ]
Oh, petrified. Once I've lost your good opinion, whatever will I do with myself?
[ And if Felix feels like being especially predictable, he might say that Claude never had his good opinion to lose. That's about what Claude expects, anyway.
More than Felix making the offer he does, suggesting as he does that his performance would surely make Claude more confident in his own. Maybe if Claude had actually had the whole week with the lute, he'd believe it. As it is -- ]
I'm pretty sure we'd just be postponing my embarrassment. But, if you're offering...
[ Leaning back himself, leaning the neck of the lute against his shoulder, daubing out that grin, satisfied and askew. ]