[ Magnus shakes his head, meeting the sincerity of that smile in kind. He lifts a hand, then, brushing the words aside with a small wave. There's a casualness to the gesture that belies the severity of their circumstance. ]
I could hardly do anything less.
[ At first, he says nothing as Andrei pats at his coat, presuming it to be a routine check for the routine things kept in one's pockets. When he withdraws that tangle of silvery thread instead, though, a spark of curiosity brightens in his expression. Magnus inclines his head slightly as the reflective ribbon is unfurled — and then, a look of pleasant surprise crosses his face. Just like that earlier bow, the eccentricity of the gesture charms him.
It's with a respectful gratitude that he offers his hand for the gift, a surprising amount of delicacy to be found in his oversized fingers. ]
Thank you. I'll be sure to find a good place for it.
[ And, well. He does have an affection for shiny things, valuable or not. For now, it goes into the breast pocket of his own coat like an oddly shimmering corsage. ]
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I could hardly do anything less.
[ At first, he says nothing as Andrei pats at his coat, presuming it to be a routine check for the routine things kept in one's pockets. When he withdraws that tangle of silvery thread instead, though, a spark of curiosity brightens in his expression. Magnus inclines his head slightly as the reflective ribbon is unfurled — and then, a look of pleasant surprise crosses his face. Just like that earlier bow, the eccentricity of the gesture charms him.
It's with a respectful gratitude that he offers his hand for the gift, a surprising amount of delicacy to be found in his oversized fingers. ]
Thank you. I'll be sure to find a good place for it.
[ And, well. He does have an affection for shiny things, valuable or not. For now, it goes into the breast pocket of his own coat like an oddly shimmering corsage. ]