The difference between Miss and Ms. is completely lost on Javed and he in fact does not notice that Eva has said anything different than what he did. He is an extremely well-spoken man for his circumstances; born metis and overseas, learning the language by his own study and experience--but some things things he misses, and he frowns a moment in confusion before simply nodding out of propriety, conceding the point and making a note to ask Avery what exactly was meant there in that little correction. His etiquette is good, but not yet perfect. He will appreciate the opportunity to correct himself.
"Indeed, that was my full intent," he says in response to her point of having a Theurge come with. "Your suggestion is noted and appreciated." And with that he turns his attention and singular gaze to Phoebe and Erich, waiting for their situation to resolve before broaching the topic.
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Keisha, for her part, nods a little bit gratefully to Eva for the answer. "That was my next guess. Thanks, Eva." And with that she falls silent. It's not difficult to see that her mind is already working a hundred miles an hour running through possibilities of what they might find, shifting and permuting them and trying to imagine what might come into play and what answers may be discovered.
As she does, she settles an idle hand on her alpha's shoulder. It's not exactly an attempt to defuse the situation, though it may be a calming influence. More than anything though, it's a moment of support.
"Indeed, that was my full intent," he says in response to her point of having a Theurge come with. "Your suggestion is noted and appreciated." And with that he turns his attention and singular gaze to Phoebe and Erich, waiting for their situation to resolve before broaching the topic.
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Keisha, for her part, nods a little bit gratefully to Eva for the answer. "That was my next guess. Thanks, Eva." And with that she falls silent. It's not difficult to see that her mind is already working a hundred miles an hour running through possibilities of what they might find, shifting and permuting them and trying to imagine what might come into play and what answers may be discovered.
As she does, she settles an idle hand on her alpha's shoulder. It's not exactly an attempt to defuse the situation, though it may be a calming influence. More than anything though, it's a moment of support.
"The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men have too many rules."
"Good men don't need rules. And today's not the day to find out why I have so many."
"Good men don't need rules. And today's not the day to find out why I have so many."