Angelo clutched the offered hand for moment before releasing, hoping to convey that he truly did care somewhat, perhaps even quite a lot, with that small touch.
"You at least are much more than tripping and smiling," Angelo said, leaning back in his chair. "For my part, distinguished and rude are aspects I have worked hard to cultivate, so I shall take it as a compliment that you have summerised me so very well."
He smiled a little, thinking more on Pestilences own summation of himself. Tripping and smiling. Falling and getting back up again, all with grace and a positive nature that few could boast.
Perhaps tripping and smiling was a fitting description of who the force really was after all. He did not know many others who could stumble so and continue to smile none the less.
He felt perhaps he understood a little more why Death held him in such high esteem. It was, from his current point of view, a truly reasonable regard.
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"You at least are much more than tripping and smiling," Angelo said, leaning back in his chair. "For my part, distinguished and rude are aspects I have worked hard to cultivate, so I shall take it as a compliment that you have summerised me so very well."
He smiled a little, thinking more on Pestilences own summation of himself. Tripping and smiling. Falling and getting back up again, all with grace and a positive nature that few could boast.
Perhaps tripping and smiling was a fitting description of who the force really was after all. He did not know many others who could stumble so and continue to smile none the less.
He felt perhaps he understood a little more why Death held him in such high esteem. It was, from his current point of view, a truly reasonable regard.