[Palamedes hands are in his pockets, his posture easy, something almost dopey in his expression. He’s about to launch into an unnecessarily detailed analysis of the pros and cons of various milkshakes flavors, including which ones go best with fries, when Rita appears.
He freezes, first going pale, and then a blush creeping up his cheeks. He and Clarke speak simultaneously.]
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He freezes, first going pale, and then a blush creeping up his cheeks. He and Clarke speak simultaneously.]
What?