[Sinclair's brow furrows and he wonders briefly, before he met Oria...how many barbs did Oria have to put up with? He feels a tiny bit of relief when Oria's face moves back because that was its own kind of distracting despite the circumstances. He wiggles over a little to make room on the bench for Oria]
...because they're not worth acknowledging? [A dry smile tugs at Sinclair's lips, even as he fidgets, rubbing his hands together. The gloves have been very effective in curbing the worst of Sinclair's habits]
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...because they're not worth acknowledging? [A dry smile tugs at Sinclair's lips, even as he fidgets, rubbing his hands together. The gloves have been very effective in curbing the worst of Sinclair's habits]