[ It is, really. Kind. She had tried, at the beginning, to make of Sidony an amiable acquaintance— she had not had friends, then— but she had begun to soften, and the Lady Venaras had stayed sharp and careless and, unforgivably, would not deign to caretake Alexandrie's tentative new fragility at all. And then she had been Lady Rutyer, and so deeply and obviously important to Byerly that the very sound of her voice had made Alexandrie want to grind glass with her teeth.
They had stopped seeking each other's company.
She picks up her coffee cup just to have something to hold and presses her lips together, looking mildly miserable. ]
I do not like to pretend that things do not matter to me anymore, when they do.
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[ It is, really. Kind. She had tried, at the beginning, to make of Sidony an amiable acquaintance— she had not had friends, then— but she had begun to soften, and the Lady Venaras had stayed sharp and careless and, unforgivably, would not deign to caretake Alexandrie's tentative new fragility at all. And then she had been Lady Rutyer, and so deeply and obviously important to Byerly that the very sound of her voice had made Alexandrie want to grind glass with her teeth.
They had stopped seeking each other's company.
She picks up her coffee cup just to have something to hold and presses her lips together, looking mildly miserable. ]
I do not like to pretend that things do not matter to me anymore, when they do.