Sometimes in a man's life he sees things that are strange, but they simply stop registering as such. The view from the bar was one such thing that Warren Castille was accustomed to; The oddness of floating crystals and a talking carbuncle were things that should have caused him to raise an eyebrow, yet the highlander found nothing to raise.
Warren knew just enough to keep himself out of the way. It wasn't that he doubted Quint's abilities, he just didn't want to command more of the young woman's time than he'd borrowed from her during the outings at the Wash. Sipping a cool drink he couldn't help but watch the enthusiasm of the miqo'te as she exclaimed bits and pieces of her glimpse at what might be.
"Grinding stones, eh?" He didn't comment terribly loud or to anyone in particular, but he did recognize the girl and all her candor as someone he'd seen around those parts before.
Warren knew just enough to keep himself out of the way. It wasn't that he doubted Quint's abilities, he just didn't want to command more of the young woman's time than he'd borrowed from her during the outings at the Wash. Sipping a cool drink he couldn't help but watch the enthusiasm of the miqo'te as she exclaimed bits and pieces of her glimpse at what might be.
"Grinding stones, eh?" He didn't comment terribly loud or to anyone in particular, but he did recognize the girl and all her candor as someone he'd seen around those parts before.
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