Oddly, it feels better just to have it out, once it does not result in any form of immediate retaliation. If the moment were less fraught, he'd be thinking of all the ways he would prefer to have said it. There's just no room for that, though.
Gortash can't bring himself to look away. Even if he were not accustomed to eye contact when openly discoursing -- at this point, it is just as much that he cannot afford for it to look like he is any way less than serious about what he has put forward. And if it gets him stricken in the face again, he'll take it.
His stomach drops at the unpleasant mental image that question hits him with, because yes he can quite readily imagine.
A nod. Not the time to be hesitating in that regard. "I would be more than grateful." Except then it might hit him, at least a little. "...just perhaps, ill-suited to determining how best to act on that."
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Gortash can't bring himself to look away. Even if he were not accustomed to eye contact when openly discoursing -- at this point, it is just as much that he cannot afford for it to look like he is any way less than serious about what he has put forward. And if it gets him stricken in the face again, he'll take it.
His stomach drops at the unpleasant mental image that question hits him with, because yes he can quite readily imagine.
A nod. Not the time to be hesitating in that regard. "I would be more than grateful." Except then it might hit him, at least a little. "...just perhaps, ill-suited to determining how best to act on that."