[Dick reads people better than the casual observer. He reads them like intuition's a career path. Scott isn't exactly the toughest of books to pry open - at the moment, anyway.
So, after a minute, he sits. Folding a leg under him in a way that means he can still get himself to standing in a single spring.]
You don't know that much about me, do you. I don't know how much you've been told.
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[Dick reads people better than the casual observer. He reads them like intuition's a career path. Scott isn't exactly the toughest of books to pry open - at the moment, anyway.
So, after a minute, he sits. Folding a leg under him in a way that means he can still get himself to standing in a single spring.]
You don't know that much about me, do you. I don't know how much you've been told.