[it's all so... grand. Linneus was raised in the Teahouse, he knows about grand but this is such a different kind of grand.
He sits beside McCoy, but perches on the edge of the couch, like he isn't sure he belongs. His hand comes to his wrist - to rub over where his bangle should be, but the pleather bracelet is. Switches hands.]
I suppose-- I am rather overwhelmed. Everything is-- is so-- so different.
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[it's all so... grand. Linneus was raised in the Teahouse, he knows about grand but this is such a different kind of grand.
He sits beside McCoy, but perches on the edge of the couch, like he isn't sure he belongs. His hand comes to his wrist - to rub over where his bangle should be, but the pleather bracelet is. Switches hands.]
I suppose-- I am rather overwhelmed. Everything is-- is so-- so different.