@commedidellarte A finger taps their puffed cheek.
" In fact, I'm beginning to suspect you're pouting because you LIKE my lectures...Should I add another hour and test my hypothesis? "
" Pfft...My, my, look at you. Such a grave expression! Should I fetch a chair? Perhaps some water? I fear the crushing responsibility of choosing our dinner may claim you before the evening has even begun ~ "
" the weight of tonight's feast relies on me .... such daunting responsibility.... will I be able to live up to it .....?
There--Brirish food ! ( although questionable at times )
A savory pie of sorts .... cottage ....
( personally he would have preferred carbonara.... ) "
@commedidellarte " Going over the allotted time? Oh dear, shall you report me to the faculty? "
His grin widens at the pout. How unfortunate. Dante had aimed for authority and landed somewhere considerably more adorable.
" Careful, Dante. A face like that hardly strengthens your argument. "
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@RULERPARADOX " Professor ... this wasn't part of the lecture , you're going over the allotted class time "
What intends to sound serious comes out through a series of pouts. A bristled cat he was!
@commedidellarte " Being a threat was the only way to get anything out of them. "
If the conversation had gone on any longer, Moriarty would probably have lost his temper a bit more.
" They tell me things I don't want to hear, it's not constructive criticism either. I'm not interested. "
" Perhaps I should be the one asking the questions right now, don't you think? "
A truly serene gesture that observes the poet from the distance between them. Shades of purple that silently judge the vessel of an angel who had caused him to abandon his throne hours earlier.
@commedidellarte " I went to look for you to have a wordβ¦But they told me you weren't there. As you can see, they weren't convincing enough for me to accept that answer. "
@commedidellarte Nor had they spoken about what had happened, silence and each other's company had been what had comforted them both since they'd returned home. The professor made sure Dante ate something, washed up and got some rest, even if it was only for a few hours.
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@commedidellarte " While you're in that state of lethargy... "
Something seems to cross his mind, index finger taps his chin as he ponders those words.
" Are you able to hear what's going on around you? To make out the conversations? "
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Perhaps his judgement is clouded by⦠All the poetry he devours.
( But for a moment, Moriarty had hesitated. )
Art is abstract, it often tends to be subjective rather than empirical.
" British food, hm? And cottage pie..."
He gives a slow, exaggerated nod, adopting all the solemnity of a professor evaluating a particularly daring thesis.
" Acceptable. Sensible. Admirably difficult to turn into a complete disaster. Why, Dante, I'm almost impressed. "
Moriarty makes absolutely no effort to conceal his amusement.
If anything, Dante's dramatics have only encouraged him, that troublesome smile grows wider as he leans in, watching them deliberate as though the fate of nations rests upon that answer.