[He follows her without truly giving the sense of having done so. He's learned to cultivate his actions to look like those of a leader even when he's walking in someone else's footsteps, standing on the shoulders of giants. He hefts his side of the table easily, and arranges himself so he'll be walking backwards. It's the gentlemanly thing to do and once upon a time, he lived that life.]
Is that what you intend? Feeding the wretched orphans among us?
no subject
Is that what you intend? Feeding the wretched orphans among us?
[Hard to say if the thought amuses him or not.]